Virgil, المجلد 1W. Heinemann, 1916 |
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الصفحة 101
... night the light stubble is best shorn , at night the thirsty meadows ; at night the softening moisture fails not . One I know spends wake- ful hours by the late blaze of a winter - fire , and with sharp knife points torches ; his wife ...
... night the light stubble is best shorn , at night the thirsty meadows ; at night the softening moisture fails not . One I know spends wake- ful hours by the late blaze of a winter - fire , and with sharp knife points torches ; his wife ...
الصفحة 319
... night hovers around with sheltering shade . Who could unfold in speech that night's havoc ? Who its carnage ? or who could match our toils with tears ? The ancient city falls , for many years a queen ; in heaps lifeless corpses lie ...
... night hovers around with sheltering shade . Who could unfold in speech that night's havoc ? Who its carnage ? or who could match our toils with tears ? The ancient city falls , for many years a queen ; in heaps lifeless corpses lie ...
الصفحة 525
... night ! Suffer me to tell what I have heard ; suffer me of your grace to unfold secrets buried in the depths and darkness of the earth ! 268 On they went dimly , beneath the lonely night amid the gloom , through the empty halls of Dis ...
... night ! Suffer me to tell what I have heard ; suffer me of your grace to unfold secrets buried in the depths and darkness of the earth ! 268 On they went dimly , beneath the lonely night amid the gloom , through the empty halls of Dis ...