The poetical works of lord Byron, with lifeGall & Inglis, 1881 - 576 ページ |
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... mortal would be thine , For thou art formed so heavenly fair , Howe'er those orbs may wildly beam , We must admire , but still despair ; That fatal glance forbids esteem . When Nature stamp'd thy beauteous birth , So much perfection in ...
... mortal would be thine , For thou art formed so heavenly fair , Howe'er those orbs may wildly beam , We must admire , but still despair ; That fatal glance forbids esteem . When Nature stamp'd thy beauteous birth , So much perfection in ...
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... mortal art could give , My constant heart of fear disarms , Revives my hopes , and bids me live . Here I can trace the locks of gold Which round thy snowy forehead wave , The cheeks which sprung from beauty's mould , The lips which made ...
... mortal art could give , My constant heart of fear disarms , Revives my hopes , and bids me live . Here I can trace the locks of gold Which round thy snowy forehead wave , The cheeks which sprung from beauty's mould , The lips which made ...
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... mortal wight can tell ; But no one doubts the form of flame , For Alva's sons knew Oscar well . Ambition nerved young Allan's hand , Exulting demons wing'd his dart ; While Envy waved her burning brand , And pour'd her venom round his ...
... mortal wight can tell ; But no one doubts the form of flame , For Alva's sons knew Oscar well . Ambition nerved young Allan's hand , Exulting demons wing'd his dart ; While Envy waved her burning brand , And pour'd her venom round his ...
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... mortal speed , Are thine ; no envious lot shall then be cast , I pledge my word , irrevocably past : Nay more , twelve slaves , and twice six captive dames To soothe thy softer hours with amorous flames , And all the realms which now ...
... mortal speed , Are thine ; no envious lot shall then be cast , I pledge my word , irrevocably past : Nay more , twelve slaves , and twice six captive dames To soothe thy softer hours with amorous flames , And all the realms which now ...
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... mortal ills In love can soothe the aching breast : If thus thou comest in disguise , Fair Venus ! from thy native heaven , What heart unfeeling would despise The sweetest boon the gods have given ! But never from thy golden bow May I ...
... mortal ills In love can soothe the aching breast : If thus thou comest in disguise , Fair Venus ! from thy native heaven , What heart unfeeling would despise The sweetest boon the gods have given ! But never from thy golden bow May I ...
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art thou Athens bard beam beauty behold beneath blood bosom breast breath BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow Byron Calmar cheek Childe Harold clouds cold coursers dare dark dead dear death deeds deep dread dream earth Edinburgh Review fair falchion fame fate fear feel fix'd forget gaze Giaour glance glory glow grave Greece grief hand hate hath heard heart heaven hope hour knew Lara Lara's light lips live lonely look look'd Lord Lord Byron lyre mortal mountains ne'er never Newstead Abbey night numbers o'er once Parisina pass'd perchance pride roll'd round Samian wine scarce scene seem'd shine shore sigh slave sleep smile song soul spirit steed stood sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought turn'd twas twill Venice voice wall wave weep Whate'er wild wind words youth Zuleika
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239 ページ - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
249 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!
414 ページ - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe— into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
543 ページ - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay...
293 ページ - It seem'd like me to want a mate, But was not half so desolate, And it was come to love me when None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink, Had brought me back to feel and think.
352 ページ - A few short hours, and he will rise To give the morrow birth ; And I shall hail the main and skies, But not my mother earth. Deserted is my own good hall, Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall, My dog howls at the gate.
497 ページ - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
412 ページ - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
502 ページ - Because it reminds me of thine ; And when winds are at war with the ocean, As the breasts I believed in with me, If their billows excite an emotion, It is that they bear me from thee.
146 ページ - Gul in her bloom; Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute; Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In...