I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er... The Works of Lord Byron: Complete in One Volume - الصفحة 38بواسطة George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 776عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 478
...OF CANTO III. CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE. CANTO IV. I. I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; r A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out...subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, thron'd on her hundred isles ! II. She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from Ocean,... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 308
...obliged And affectionate friend, BYRON. CANTO IV. I. I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; (i) A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out...subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles ! II. She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean,... | |
| George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...ever Your obliged And affectionate friend, BYRON. CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE. CANTO IV. I. I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; (" A palace and...subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles ! IL She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean,... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 906
...che divide, e quel chc serra luli.i. e mi mare e l' altro, che la bagna. Amosio, Satira iii. I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs;' A palace and a...subject land Look'd to the winged lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles! She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean,... | |
| George Clinton - 1825 - عدد الصفحات: 826
...I stood in Venice, on tlie Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out Ihe wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the...smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Looked to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1826 - عدد الصفحات: 170
...wave lier structure rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their clondy wings expand Around me, and a dying glory smiles O'er...subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, thron'd on her hundred Inlet. ! II. She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from... | |
| J[ohn] H[anbury]. Dwyer - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 314
...cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse,— friend, foe, — in one red burial blent ! VENICE. I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a...expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far limes, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sat in state,... | |
| George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 780
...in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs;* A pal. ice and a prison on each band : I saw from out the WBTB her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's...subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles. Where Venice sale in stale, throned on her hundred isles ! II. She looks a tea Cybele, fresh from ocean,'... | |
| عدد الصفحات: 734
...packing Parliament.«. PAISLEY MAGAZINE. PART i, No. 12. DEC. 1, 1828. VOL. I. • AN EVENING IN VENICE. I saw from out the wave her structures rise, As from...smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Looked to the winged lion's marble piles, Where Venice sat in state, throned on her hundred isles.... | |
| George Clinton - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 888
...Venice, as he stands upon a bridge communicating between the ducal palace and the prison : I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a...structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's « ami : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, aud a dying Glory smiles O'er the tar... | |
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