Читать книгу Childe Harold's Pilgrimage (With Byron's Biography) - Lord Byron - Страница 184

Little knew she that seeming marble heart,

Now masked in silence or withheld by Pride,

Was not unskilful in the spoiler's art,

And spread its snares licentious far and wide;134 Nor from the base pursuit had turned aside, As long as aught was worthy to pursue: But Harold on such arts no more relied; And had he doted on those eyes so blue, Yet never would he join the lover's whining crew.