Cuộc hành hương của chàng hiệp sĩ Childe Harolds - Khúc thứ ba (10) Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto III (10)

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto III (10)

Secure in guarded coldness, he had mixed
Again in fancied safety with his kind,
And deemed his spirit now so firmly fixed
And sheathed with an invulnerable mind,
That, if no joy, no sorrow lurked behind;
And he, as one, might midst the many stand
Unheeded, searching through the crowd to find
Fit speculation; such as in strange land
He found in wonder-works of God and Nature’s hand.