Lord Byron's Works ...F. Louis, 1821 |
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... not that open , artless soul That feels relief by bidding sorrow flow , Nor sought he friend to counsel or condole , Whate'er this grief mote be which he could not control . IX . And none did love him - though to CANTO I. 9.
... not that open , artless soul That feels relief by bidding sorrow flow , Nor sought he friend to counsel or condole , Whate'er this grief mote be which he could not control . IX . And none did love him - though to CANTO I. 9.
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... soul . XXV . Convention is the dwarfish demon styled That foiled the knights in Marialva's dome : Of brains ( if brains they had ) he them beguiled , And turned a nation's shallow joy to gloom . Here Folly dashed to earth the victor's ...
... soul . XXV . Convention is the dwarfish demon styled That foiled the knights in Marialva's dome : Of brains ( if brains they had ) he them beguiled , And turned a nation's shallow joy to gloom . Here Folly dashed to earth the victor's ...
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... soul : Again he rouses from his moping fits , But seeks not now the harlot and the bowl . Onward he flies , nor fixed as yet the goal Where he shall rest him on his pilgrimage ; And o'er him many changing scenes must roll Ere toil his ...
... soul : Again he rouses from his moping fits , But seeks not now the harlot and the bowl . Onward he flies , nor fixed as yet the goal Where he shall rest him on his pilgrimage ; And o'er him many changing scenes must roll Ere toil his ...
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... soul revolts , Which the stern dotard deemed he could encage , Have passed to darkness with the vanished age . Who late so free as Spanish girls were seen , ( Ere War uprase in his volcanic rage ) , With braided tresses bounding o'er ...
... soul revolts , Which the stern dotard deemed he could encage , Have passed to darkness with the vanished age . Who late so free as Spanish girls were seen , ( Ere War uprase in his volcanic rage ) , With braided tresses bounding o'er ...
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... soul ? Gone - glimmering through the dream of things that were : First in the race that led to Glory's goal , They won , and passed away - is this the whole ? A school - boy's tale , the wonder of an hour ! The warrior's weapon and the ...
... soul ? Gone - glimmering through the dream of things that were : First in the race that led to Glory's goal , They won , and passed away - is this the whole ? A school - boy's tale , the wonder of an hour ! The warrior's weapon and the ...
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ABBOT OF SAINT Albania Alhama art thou ASTARTE beauty behold beneath blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath brow Cavalier Servente CHAMOIS HUNTER charm Childe Childe Harold CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE clouds cold courser dare dark dead death deemed deep dost doth dread dream dust dwell earth eyes fair fame fear feel gaze Giaour glory glow grave Greece hand hast hath heart heaven hope hour hues Idlesse immortal land light limbs live lone look MANFRED Mazeppa mighty mind mingling mortal mountains ne'er never night nought o'er once pang pass Pindus rock round SAINT MAURICE scarce scene shine shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent skies smile song soul spirit star steed stood sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought thousand throne tomb twas Venice voice walls wandering waves wild wind youth
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179 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...
225 ページ - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
218 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.
120 ページ - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
167 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!
181 ページ - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless...
88 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!
105 ページ - When elements to elements conform. And dust is as it should be, shall I not Feel all I see, less dazzling, but more warm ? The bodiless thought?
128 ページ - Thou art the garden of the world, the home Of all Art yields, and Nature can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rich than other climes' fertility ; Thy wreck a glory, and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced.
99 ページ - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old, — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.