| John Wain - 1986 - 536 páginas
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| Stephen Coote - 1988 - 200 páginas
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| Barbara Lloyd Evans - 1989 - 1238 páginas
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| William Harmon - 1992 - 1176 páginas
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| Ross Greig Woodman - 1992 - 200 páginas
...which a moment ago I quoted the centre of Byron's pastoral myth summarize the pattern of this one too: Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve...arms, - the day Battle's magnificently stern array! (3.28) Now, no one is going to claim that Byron invented the idea of such a juxtaposition. The stanzas... | |
| George Gordon Byron - 1994 - 884 páginas
...signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms,— the Battle's magnificently stern array I never wed another — Znleika II am not thy brother..." XL " ОЫ not my brother ! — yet unsay — Go owu clay shall cover, heap'd and pent, Kider and horse,— friend, foe, — in one red burial blent... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1995 - 412 páginas
...then in stanza 28 the entire account becomes the prologue to the terrible bloodshed of 'friend, foe': Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve...thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay. Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent. Rider and horse, -... | |
| Stanley Appelbaum - 1996 - 260 páginas
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| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 páginas
...burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low. XXVIII Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, 245 Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight...The morn the marshalling in arms, - the day Battle's magnificently-stern array! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent 250 The earth is cover'd... | |
| Raphael - 1996 - 264 páginas
...thronged the citizens, with terror dumb, Or whispering with white lips—the foe ! they come! they com* 1 L,ast noon beheld them full of lusty life! Last eve...beauty's circle proudly gay ! The midnight brought the signal sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms—the day Battle's magnificicntly stern array... | |
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