 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 send'st him,...  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Сторінка 2241818Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 764 стор.
...steps are not upon thy paths — thy fields Are not a spoil for him- — thou dost arise And shake ack cloud; The moon was at its edge. The thick black...moon was at its side : Like waters shot from some h send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray, And howling to his gods, where haply lies H is petty hope... | |
 | Hugh Gawthrop - 1847 - 184 стор.
...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...despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray, And howling to his gods, where haply lies His petty hope... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1847 - 880 стор.
...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, Spuming him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling,... | |
 | 1848 - 802 стор.
...last stanza, and the angry Childe is unwittingly repeating himself,— " Thou dost arise And shake him from thee ; the vile strength he wields for earth's...despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray, And howling, to his god*, where haply lies His petty hope... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1848 - 428 стор.
...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...despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1848 - 888 стор.
...For earth's destruction thou dost all despise. Spuming him from thy bosom to the skies, And seiid'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lie* His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dushcst him again to earth: — there let him lay.... | |
 | Thomas King Greenbank - 1849 - 446 стор.
...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...despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his gods, where haply lies His petty hopes... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1849 - 760 стор.
...upon thy paths — thy fields Arc not a spoil for him — thou dost arise And shake him from thtc ; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spuming him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray, And howling... | |
 | William Harrison Ainsworth - 1850 - 910 стор.
...hurling me without a struggle into the dark abyss of futurity. CHAPTER XVI. Thou dost arise, And. shake him from thee. The vile strength he wields For earth's...despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies. — BYRON. OUR short voyage to Madeira was not so easily accomplished as we had expected. On the following... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1850 - 876 стор.
...steps are not upon 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 destruction thou dost all despise, Spuming him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling,... | |
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