The Works of Lord Byron: Including the Suppressed Poems ; Also a Sketch of His LifeH. Adams, and sold by J. Grigg, 1831 - 716 страница |
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... SARDANAPALUS . Notes Translation of the Epitaph on Virgil and Tas . ib . THE TWO FOSCARI Transation from Catullus ib . Appendix Intated from Catullus ib . CAIN .... Translation from Anacreon .. ib . -Ode III . ib . WERNER ... 281 .290 ...
... SARDANAPALUS . Notes Translation of the Epitaph on Virgil and Tas . ib . THE TWO FOSCARI Transation from Catullus ib . Appendix Intated from Catullus ib . CAIN .... Translation from Anacreon .. ib . -Ode III . ib . WERNER ... 281 .290 ...
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... ; and then you may punish them all . " - Hearing this , the Duke said ; — “ How can such a matter be brought about ? " — and so they discoursed thereon . PREFACE . IN publishing the Tragedies of Sardanapalus , and 284 BYRON'S WORKS .
... ; and then you may punish them all . " - Hearing this , the Duke said ; — “ How can such a matter be brought about ? " — and so they discoursed thereon . PREFACE . IN publishing the Tragedies of Sardanapalus , and 284 BYRON'S WORKS .
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... any communication with , and shall find the sense of the prediction to be literally this : " Thy be proud and happy when that wish becomes mutual . Sardanapalus ; A HISTORICAL TRAGEDY . SARDANAPALUS . Who built 42 MARINO FALIERO . 289.
... any communication with , and shall find the sense of the prediction to be literally this : " Thy be proud and happy when that wish becomes mutual . Sardanapalus ; A HISTORICAL TRAGEDY . SARDANAPALUS . Who built 42 MARINO FALIERO . 289.
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... Sardanapalus ; A HISTORICAL TRAGEDY . SARDANAPALUS . Who built up this vast empire , and. PREFACE . IN publishing the Tragedies of Sardanapalus , and of The Two Foscari , I have only to repeat that they were not composed with the most ...
... Sardanapalus ; A HISTORICAL TRAGEDY . SARDANAPALUS . Who built up this vast empire , and. PREFACE . IN publishing the Tragedies of Sardanapalus , and of The Two Foscari , I have only to repeat that they were not composed with the most ...
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... SARDANAPALUS , effeminately dressed , his Head crowned with Flowers , and his Robe negligently flow- ing , attended by a Train of Women and Slaves . young SARDANAPALUS ( speaking to some of his attendants ) . Let the pavilion over the ...
... SARDANAPALUS , effeminately dressed , his Head crowned with Flowers , and his Robe negligently flow- ing , attended by a Train of Women and Slaves . young SARDANAPALUS ( speaking to some of his attendants ) . Let the pavilion over the ...
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ADAH AHOLIBAMAH Ali Pacha ANAH ANGIOLINA ARBACES arms ARNOLD aught BARBARIGO bear beauty behold BELESES beneath BENINTENDE blood bosom breast breath brow CAIN CALENDARO CESAR chief dare dark dead death deeds deep DOGE dost dread earth fame father fear feel foes GABOR gaze Giaour Greece Greek hand hath hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour IDENSTEIN ISRAEL BERTUCCIO JACOPO FOSCARI JAPHET JOSEPHINE leave less LIONI live look Lord Byron LOREDANO LUCIFER MANFRED MARINA Marino Faliero Michel Steno mortal MYRRHA ne'er never night noble Note o'er once palace PANIA pass'd Petrarch prince SALEMENES SARDANAPALUS scarce scene seem'd shore SIEGENDORF sire slave smile soul speak spirit Stanza STRALENHEIM stranger sword tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought ULRIC unto Venice voice walls wave WERNER words youth εἰς καὶ τὴν τὸ
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