Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud! Childe Harold's pilgrimage, The giaour, The siege of Corinth [and other poems]. - Seite 119 von George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832 Vollansicht -
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