 Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye ! With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless,...  Childe Harold's pilgrimage, with a memoir by W. Spalding - Pagina 100door George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1866Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | John Murray (Firm) - 1811 - 618 pagina’s
...loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth. To mate these felt ami feelings, well nuy he Tilings tli.it have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing...in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find, at length, like... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 pagina’s
...in such gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft shqult blast whatever therein lurk'd. XCVJ. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye...night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make ihese felt and feeling, well may be Tilings that have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departing... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 pagina’s
...in such gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. XCVI. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye!...in me is sleepless, — If I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests! is the goal? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find, at length, like... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 292 pagina’s
...in such gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. XCVI. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! ye...in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast ? Or do ye find, at length, like... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1824 - 234 pagina’s
...understand, That in such gaps as desolation work'd There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye!...Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departed voices is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless,—if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 334 pagina’s
...lightnings,— as if he did understand, That in sueh gaps as desolation work'd, There the hot shaft should hlast whatever therein lurk'd. XCVL Sky, mountains, river,...and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may he Things that have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - 226 pagina’s
...these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departed voices is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast ? Or do ye find, at length, like... | |
 | George Clinton - 1825 - 826 pagina’s
...That, in such gaps as desolation worked, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurked. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings ! .ye...voices is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless — if 1 rest. But where of ye, oh tempests ! is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast ' Or... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 906 pagina’s
...in such gaps as desolation.work'd, There the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. , XCVI. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye!...and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may he Things that have made me watchful; the fer roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1826 - 170 pagina’s
...therein lurkM. I XCVI. Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye I With night, and clonds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling,...in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, oh tempests '. is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do jc find, at length, like... | |
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