 | 1817 - 708 pàgines
...Mountains, Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye. And thou, the bright eye of the universe, That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight — thou shin'st...heart. And you, ye Crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness... | |
 | 1817 - 670 pàgines
...Mountains, Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye. And thou, the bright Kyc of the universe, That openest over all, and unto all. Art a delight — thou shin'st...heart. And you, ye crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled аз to shrubs In dizziness... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 - 98 pàgines
...Mountains, Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye. And thou, the bright eye of the universe, That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight — thou shin'st...heart. And you, ye crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness... | |
 | 1817 - 694 pàgines
...thou fresh breaking Day, and you, ye Mountains, Why are ye beautiful ? Г cannot lore ye. And thnu, the bright eye of the universe. That opcnest over all, and unto all An a delight— thou shin'st not on my heart And you, ye Crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1818 - 210 pàgines
...Mountains, Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye. And thou, the bright eye of the universe, That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight — thou shin'st...heart. And you, ye crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 216 pàgines
...Mountains, Why are ye beautiful ) I cannot love ye. And thou, the bright eye of the universe, That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight — thou shin'st...heart. And you, ye crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1819 - 88 pàgines
...Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye. ^/ And thou, the bright eye of the universe, That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight — thou shin'st...heart. And you, ye crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1820 - 306 pàgines
...Mountains, Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye. And thou, the bright eye of the universe, That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight — thou shin'st...heart. And you, ye crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 304 pàgines
...And thou, the bright eye of the universe, That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight—thou shin'st not on my heart. And you, ye crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 pàgines
...the bright eye of the universe, That opencst over all, and unto all Art a delight — thou shiu'st not on my heart. And you, ye crags, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness... | |
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I stand, and on the torrent's brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs In dizziness of distance; when a leap, A stir, a motion, even a breath, would bring My breast upon its rocky bosom's bed To rest for ever — wherefore do I pause? 
