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الصفحة 557
Dark , though not blind , like thee , Mæonides ! Or , Milton ! thee ; ah , could I reach your strain ... O had he pressed his theme , pursued the track , 455 Which opens out of darkness into day ! O had he , mounted on his wing of fire ...
Dark , though not blind , like thee , Mæonides ! Or , Milton ! thee ; ah , could I reach your strain ... O had he pressed his theme , pursued the track , 455 Which opens out of darkness into day ! O had he , mounted on his wing of fire ...
الصفحة 590
These are not his heroes , dark on the heath : nor is that the voice of Calmar . It is but the distant grove , Alcletha ! but the roar of the mountain wind ! - " Who bounds over Lara's stream , sister of the noble Calmar ?
These are not his heroes , dark on the heath : nor is that the voice of Calmar . It is but the distant grove , Alcletha ! but the roar of the mountain wind ! - " Who bounds over Lara's stream , sister of the noble Calmar ?
الصفحة 803
Say , rushed the bold eagle exultingly forth , 25 From his home , in the dark rolling clouds of the north ? ... Tis the fire - shower of ruin , all dreadfully driven From his eyrie , that beacons the darkness of heaven .
Say , rushed the bold eagle exultingly forth , 25 From his home , in the dark rolling clouds of the north ? ... Tis the fire - shower of ruin , all dreadfully driven From his eyrie , that beacons the darkness of heaven .
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