The works of lord ByronBernh. Tauchnitz., 1826 |
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... perhaps more glorious channel than ever , -a desire to lend the whole influence of his powers to the freeing of the struggling Greeks from the | ignominy and thraldom of bondage . Greece had been dear to him from the first moment that ...
... perhaps more glorious channel than ever , -a desire to lend the whole influence of his powers to the freeing of the struggling Greeks from the | ignominy and thraldom of bondage . Greece had been dear to him from the first moment that ...
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... perhaps a poetical Zeluco . TO IANTHE . Nor in those climes where I have late been straying , Though Beauty long hath there been match- less deem'd ; Not in those visions to the heart displaying Forms which it sighs but to have only ...
... perhaps a poetical Zeluco . TO IANTHE . Nor in those climes where I have late been straying , Though Beauty long hath there been match- less deem'd ; Not in those visions to the heart displaying Forms which it sighs but to have only ...
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... perhaps of man- the recurrence of the date of this letter , ners . But the text , within the limits I pro- the anniversary of the most unfortunate posed , I soon found hardly sufficient for the of my past existence , but which labyrinth ...
... perhaps of man- the recurrence of the date of this letter , ners . But the text , within the limits I pro- the anniversary of the most unfortunate posed , I soon found hardly sufficient for the of my past existence , but which labyrinth ...
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... perhaps , the best adapted measure to our language , the good old and now neglected heroic couplet . The stanza of Spenser is perhaps too slow and digni- fied for narrative ; though I confess , it is the measure most after my own heart ...
... perhaps , the best adapted measure to our language , the good old and now neglected heroic couplet . The stanza of Spenser is perhaps too slow and digni- fied for narrative ; though I confess , it is the measure most after my own heart ...
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... perhaps amuse - No dread of death - if with us die our foes ment , at some odd critical exceptions in Save that it seems even duller than repos the present instance , when I see several Come when it will - we snatch the life bards ( far ...
... perhaps amuse - No dread of death - if with us die our foes ment , at some odd critical exceptions in Save that it seems even duller than repos the present instance , when I see several Come when it will - we snatch the life bards ( far ...
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62 ページ - He who hath bent him o'er the dead, Ere the first day of death is fled ; The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress ; (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
56 ページ - Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother— he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday— All this rush'd with his blood— Shall he expire And unavenged? Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire!
62 ページ - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd...
135 ページ - None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink, Had brought me back to feel and think.
135 ページ - I saw the dungeon walls and floor Close slowly round me as before, I saw the glimmer of the sun Creeping as it before had done, But through the crevice where it came...
20 ページ - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er, or rarely, been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
49 ページ - Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers: dost thou flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress.
576 ページ - TITAN ! to whose immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality, Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods despise ; What was thy pity's recompense ? A silent suffering, and intense ; The rock, the vulture, and the chain, All that the proud can feel of pain...
584 ページ - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
171 ページ - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, "Tis woman's whole existence; man may range The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart; Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange; Men have all these resources, we but one, To love again, and be again undone.