I am not he, the man my looks proclaim, The man that lately bore Orlando's name ; He, by his fair one's cruel falfehood, dies ; And now, interr'd, her haplefs victim lies. Orlando Furioso - Side 164af Lodovico Ariosto - 1785Fuld visning - Om denne bog
| 1735 - 682 sider
...furround with fire, Yet, unconfum'd prefcrve my heart entire? I am not he, the man my looks proclaim, The man that lately bore Orlando's name ; He, by his...; And now, interr'd, her haplefs viftim lies. I am hisfpirit, freed from mortal chains, Doom'd in this hell to rove with endlels pains ; A wretched warning... | |
| 1783 - 524 sider
...bore Orlando's name; He, by his fair-one's cruel faithood, dies; And now, intert'd, her haplefs victim lies. I am his fpirit freed from mortal chains, Doom'd in this hell to rove with endlefs ра!ы; A wretched warning here on earth to ртоте For all henceforth who put their truft in Lv.... | |
| 1783 - 424 sider
...furround with fire, Yet, unconfum'd, preferve my heart entire? I am no: he, the man my looks proclaim, The man that lately bore Orlando's name. He, by his fair- one's cruel falihood, dies; And mw, interr'd, her haplefs viftim lies. I am his fpirit freed from mortal chains,... | |
| Lodovico Ariosto, John Hoole - 1791 - 542 sider
...with fire, Yet, unconfum'd, preferve my heart entire ? 901 I am not he, the man my looks proclaim, The man that lately bore Orlando's name ; He, by his...cruel falfehood, dies ; And now, interr'd, her haplefs victim lies. 905 I am his fpirit freed from mortal chains, Doom'd in this hell to rove with endlefs... | |
| 1854 - 532 sider
...woods and wilds, the luckless knight thus soliloquises : ' I am not he, the man my looks proclaim, The man that lately bore Orlando's name ; He by his fair one's cruel falsehood dies, And now interred, her hapless victim lies. I am his spirit, freed from mortal chains,... | |
| 1854 - 534 sider
...woods and wilds, the luckless knight thus soliloquises : ' I am not he, the man my looks proclaim, The man that lately bore Orlando's name ; He by his fair one's cruel falsehood dies, And now interred, her hapless victim lies. I am his spirit, freed from mortal chains,... | |
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