Now, where the quick Rhone thus hath cleft his way, The mightiest of the storms hath ta'en his stand : For here, not one, but many make their play, And fling their thunder-bolts from hand to hand, Flashing and cast around : of all the band, The brightest... The Works of Lord Byron: Childe Harold's pilgrimage - Page 56by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821Full view - About this book
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...here, not one, but many, make their play, 890 And fling their thunder-bolts from hand to hand, Flashing and cast around: of all the band, The brightest through...the hot shaft should blast whatever therein lurk'd. 96 Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye! With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul... | |
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