 | Luís de Camões - 1776 - 674 pagina’s
...hbpelefs of return, deplore : Where ghaftly horror fills the dreary vale, Where fhrieks and howlings die on every gale,, The lions roaring, and the tygers yell, There with mine infant race, confign'd to dwell, There let me try that piety to find, In vain by Me implored from human kind : There... | |
 | Luís de Camões - 1791 - 526 pagina’s
...There let me, hopelefs of return, deplore. Where ghaftly horror fills the dreary vale, Where fhrieks and bowlings die on every gale, The lions roaring, and the tygers yell, There with mine infant raee, eonfign'd to dwell, There let me try that piety to fmd, In vain by me implored from human kind... | |
 | James Cavanah Murphy - 1795 - 388 pagina’s
...There let me, hopelefs of return, deplore "Where ghaftly horror fills the dreary vale, Where ihrieks and bowlings die on every gale, The lions roaring, and the tygers yell, There with mine infant race confign'd to dwell j There let me try that piety to find, In vain by me implor'd from human kind :... | |
 | Luís de Camões - 1798 - 520 pagina’s
...hopelefs of return, deplore, Where ghaftly horror fills the dreary vale, Where fhrieks and howlings die on every gale, The lions roaring, and the tygers yell, There with mine infant race, confign'd to dwell, There let me try that piety to find, In vain by me implored from human kind : There... | |
 | Luís de Camões - 1809 - 250 pagina’s
...mine exile to some barbarous clime : Give me to wander o'er the burning plains Of Lybia's deserts, or the wild domains Of Scythia's snow-clad rocks and...ghastly horror fills the dreary vale, Where shrieks and ho\vlings die on every gale/ The lions roaring, and the tigers yell, There with mine infant race, consign'd... | |
 | Jean-Charles-Léonard Simonde Sismondi - 1823 - 596 pagina’s
...mine exile to some barbarous clime : Give me to wander o'er the burning plains Of Libya's deserts, or the wild domains Of Scythia's snow-clad rocks and...ghastly horror fills the dreary vale, Where shrieks and howlings die on every gale, The lions' roaring, and the tygers' yell, There with mine infant race consign'd... | |
 | Jean-Charles-Léonard Simonde Sismondi - 1827 - 580 pagina’s
...mine exile to some barbarous clime : Give me to wander o'er the burning plains Of Lybia'a deserts, or the wild domains Of Scythia's snow-clad rocks and...of return, deplore. Where ghastly horror fills the dremy tale, Where shrieks and bowlings die on every gale, The lions' roaring, and the tigers' yell,... | |
 | 1837 - 752 pagina’s
...mine exile to some barbarous clime : Give me to wander o'er the burning plains Of Lybia's deserts, or the wild domains Of Scythia's snow-clad rocks and...Where shrieks and bowlings die on every gale, The lion's roaring and the tigers' yell ; There with mine infant race consigned to dwell, There let me... | |
 | Jean-Charles-Léonard Simonde Sismondi - 1846 - 606 pagina’s
...128. Give me to wander o'er the burning plains Of Lybia's deserts, or the wild domains Of Seythia's snow-clad rocks and frozen shore ; There let me, hopeless...bowlings die on every gale, The lions' roaring, and the tigers' yell, There with mine infant race consigu'd to dwell, There let me try that piety to find,... | |
 | Alexander Frederic Foster - 1851 - 358 pagina’s
...Procure mine exile to some barbarous clime: Give me to wander o'er the burning plains Of Libya's deserts, or the wild domains Of Scythia's snow-clad rocks and...bowlings die on every gale, The lions' roaring and the tigers' yell, There, with mine infant race, consigned to dwell, There let me try that pity soft to... | |
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Afric tell, Then let. thy pity o'er mine anguish swell ; Ah, let my woes unconscious of a crime. Procure mine exile to some barbarous clime : Give me to wander o'er the burning plains Of... 
