Whose name appals the fiercest of his crew, And tints each swarthy cheek with sallower hue; Still sways their souls with that commanding art That dazzles, leads, yet chills the vulgar heart. What is that spell, that thus his lawless train Confess and...
The Giaour: A Fragment of a Turkish Tale - Page 10
de George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1814 - 75 pages
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