 My tent on shore, my galley on the sea, Are more than cities and serais to me : Borne by my steed, or wafted by my sail, Across the desert, or before the gale. Bound where thou wilt, my barb ! or glide, my prow ! But be the star that guides the wanderer,...  Monthly Review; Or New Literary Journal - Page 60publié par - 1814Affichage du livre entier - À propos de ce livre
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1996 - 868 pages
...Are more than cities and Serais to me: Borne by my steed, or wafted by my sail, Across the desert, or before the gale, Bound where thou wilt, my barb! or glide, my prow! 395 But be the star that guides the wanderer, Thou! Thou, my Zuleika, share and bless my bark; The... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1904 - 606 pages
...Are more than cities and Serais to me : * Borne by my steed, or wafted by my sail, Across the desert, or before the gale, Bound where thou wilt, my barb...my bark ; The Dove of peace and promise to mine ark ! 6 Or, since that hope denied in worlds of strife, 880 Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life !... | |
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