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... Grave shall bear the chiefest prize away , And Havoc scarce for joy can number their array . XLI . Three hosts combine to offer sacrifice ; Three tongues prefer strange orisons on high ; Three gaudy standards flout the pale blue skies ...
... Grave shall bear the chiefest prize away , And Havoc scarce for joy can number their array . XLI . Three hosts combine to offer sacrifice ; Three tongues prefer strange orisons on high ; Three gaudy standards flout the pale blue skies ...
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... grave , The rise of rapine and the fall of Spain ? And doth the Power that man adores ordain Their doom , nor heed the suppliant's appeal , Is all that desperate valour acts in vain ! And counsel sage , and patriotic zeal , [ steel ...
... grave , The rise of rapine and the fall of Spain ? And doth the Power that man adores ordain Their doom , nor heed the suppliant's appeal , Is all that desperate valour acts in vain ! And counsel sage , and patriotic zeal , [ steel ...
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... grave , Some gentle Spirit still pervades the spot , Sighs in the gale , keeps silence in the grave , And glides with glassy foot o'er yon melodious wave . LXIII . Of thee hereafter - Ev'n amidst my strain I turn'd aside to pay my ...
... grave , Some gentle Spirit still pervades the spot , Sighs in the gale , keeps silence in the grave , And glides with glassy foot o'er yon melodious wave . LXIII . Of thee hereafter - Ev'n amidst my strain I turn'd aside to pay my ...
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... grave . Dark Sappho could not verse immortal save That breast imbued with such immortal fire ? Could she not live who life eternal gave ? If life eternal may await the lyre , That only Heaven to which Earth's children may aspire . XL ...
... grave . Dark Sappho could not verse immortal save That breast imbued with such immortal fire ? Could she not live who life eternal gave ? If life eternal may await the lyre , That only Heaven to which Earth's children may aspire . XL ...
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... grave Moslem to devotion stoops , And some that smoke , and some that play , are found ; Here the Albanian , proudly treads the ground ; Half whispering there the Greek is heard to prate ; Hark ! from the mosque the mighty solemn sound ...
... grave Moslem to devotion stoops , And some that smoke , and some that play , are found ; Here the Albanian , proudly treads the ground ; Half whispering there the Greek is heard to prate ; Hark ! from the mosque the mighty solemn sound ...
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Albanian Arqua Athens aught Aventicum beauty behold beneath bleed blood bosom Brasidas breast breath brow CANTO charms Childe Harold CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE clime clouds dark dear deeds deem deem'd deep desolate didst dome dost doth dread dream dust dwell earth Epirus fair fame fate feel foes gainst gaze Giaour glorious Glory glow grave Greece hand hath heart heaven hills hope hour Hyæna Idlesse immortal Italy land light lone lord Lord Elgin lov'd lyre Macedon maid mighty mind mortal mountains Nature's ne'er night o'er once pass'd passion Pindus plain poison'd pride proud racter Rhine roar rock Rome ruin scene shore shrine sigh skies slaves smile song sought soul Spain spirit stand star stern stream sweet tears thee thine things thou thought throne tomb tyrants Venice walls waves ween wild wind woes young youth
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156 ページ - His steps are not upon thy paths, - thy fields Are not a spoil for him, - thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth: - there let him lay.
248 ページ - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
157 ページ - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
149 ページ - But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Standest alone — with nothing like to thee — Worthiest of God, the holy and the true. Since Zion's desolation, when that He Forsook His former city, what could be, Of earthly structures, in His honour piled, Of a sublimer aspect? Majesty, Power, Glory, Strength, and Beauty, all are aisled In this eternal ark of worship undefiled.
97 ページ - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and' far delight,— A portion of the tempest and of thee...
244 ページ - Where rose the mountains, there to him were friends; Where roll'd the ocean, thereon was his home; Where a blue sky, and glowing clime, extends, He had the passion and the power to roam; The desert, forest, cavern, breaker's foam, Were unto him companionship; they spake A mutual language, clearer than the tome Of his land's tongue, which he would oft forsake For Nature's pages glass'd by sunbeams on the lake.
118 ページ - Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains ; parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray.
97 ページ - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder!
155 ページ - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar : I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
96 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.