 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1831 - 358 str.
...dark bin CLxxx. His steps are not npon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thon dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destrnetion thon dost all despise, Spnrning htm from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering... | |
 | 1866 - 728 str.
...sinks into the depths, with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. " His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are...haply lies His petty hope in. some near port or bay, And dashest him to earth — there let him lay. " The armaments which thunder-strike the walls Of rock-built... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832 - 488 str.
...sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, uuknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. CLXXXi His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are...haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth ; — there let him lay. CLXXXI. The armaments which thunder-strike... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 488 str.
...sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. CLXXX. His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are...haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth ;— there let him lay. CLXXXI. The armaments which thunder-strike the... | |
 | Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - 338 str.
...work is now in the process of translation by Dr. Bowditch of Boston. Two volumes have been published. And shake him from thee ; the vile strength he wields...haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth :—there let him lay. The armaments which thunder-strike the walls... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1832 - 360 str.
...parts intimately related in grammatical or rhetorical connection and thought, bvt separated to the eye. And SEND'ST HIM (shivering in thy playful spray, And howling to his Gods) WHERE happy lies His petty hope, in some near port or bay, etc. Childe Harold. E}ocutionist, sect. 4, p.... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1832 - 356 str.
...thou aost | all des- | pise, | ^h | Spurning him | 1 from thy | bosom, | **| to the skies, \^\^\ \ **I And | send'st him | shivering in thy | playful'| spray | **| And | howling | **| to his | Gods, | ^| 1 | where | haply | lies | **| His | petty | hope, | **| in | some | near | port | **l or | bay,... | |
 | James Hedderwick - 1833 - 232 str.
...He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown ! His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are...haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth: — there let him lay. The armaments which thunderstrike the walls... | |
 | Abby Jane Morrell - 1833 - 328 str.
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 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1833 - 362 str.
...sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. CLXXX. His steps are not upon thy paths,— thy fields Are...him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; thevilestrengthhewielda For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom... | |
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His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction, thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And sendst him,... 
