Childe Harold's pilgrimage, The giaour, The siege of Corinth [and other poems]. |
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... fall , Yet strength was pillar'd in each massy aisle . Monastic dome ! condemn'd to uses vile ! Where superstition once had made her den , Now Paphian girls were known to sing and smile ; And monks might deem their time was come agen ...
... fall , Yet strength was pillar'd in each massy aisle . Monastic dome ! condemn'd to uses vile ! Where superstition once had made her den , Now Paphian girls were known to sing and smile ; And monks might deem their time was come agen ...
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... fall where other chieftains lead , Thy name shall circle round the gaping throng , And shine in worthless lays , the theme of transient song ! XLIV . Enough of battle's minions ! let them play Their game of lives , and barter breath for ...
... fall where other chieftains lead , Thy name shall circle round the gaping throng , And shine in worthless lays , the theme of transient song ! XLIV . Enough of battle's minions ! let them play Their game of lives , and barter breath for ...
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... fall ? the young , the proud , the brave , To swell one bloated chief's unwholesome reign ? No step between submission and a grave ? The rise of rapine and the fall of Spain ? And doth the power that man adores ordain Their doom , nor ...
... fall ? the young , the proud , the brave , To swell one bloated chief's unwholesome reign ? No step between submission and a grave ? The rise of rapine and the fall of Spain ? And doth the power that man adores ordain Their doom , nor ...
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... fall ? What maid retrieve when man's flush'd hope is lost ? Who hang so fiercely on the flying Gaul , Foil'd by a woman's hand , before a batter'd wall ? " LVII . Yet are Spain's maids no race of Amazons , But form'd for all the ...
... fall ? What maid retrieve when man's flush'd hope is lost ? Who hang so fiercely on the flying Gaul , Foil'd by a woman's hand , before a batter'd wall ? " LVII . Yet are Spain's maids no race of Amazons , But form'd for all the ...
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... falls , The den expands , and expectation mute Gapes round the silent circle's peopled walls . Bounds with one lashing spring the mighty brute , And , wildly staring , spurns , with sounding foot , The sand , nor blindly rushes on his ...
... falls , The den expands , and expectation mute Gapes round the silent circle's peopled walls . Bounds with one lashing spring the mighty brute , And , wildly staring , spurns , with sounding foot , The sand , nor blindly rushes on his ...
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Albanian Ali Pacha Athens beauty behold beneath blood Boccaccio bosom breast breath brow CANTO Childe Harold Christian Cicero dark dead death deep doom earth fair fame fate feel Ficus Ruminalis foes gaze Giaour glory gondoliers grave Greece Greek hand hath heard heart heaven hills honour hope hour Italian Italy Julius Cæsar land less light live maid mind mortal mountains ne'er never night Note o'er once Parisina pass pass'd Petrarch Pouqueville rock Romaic Roman Rome round scarce scene seem'd seen shine shore sigh smile song soul spirit Stanza steed stood sweet tears thee thine things thou thought tomb Venetians Venice voice walls wave wild wind young ἀπὸ δὲν διὰ εἶναι εἰς καὶ μὲ νὰ σᾶς τὰ τὴν τῆς τὸ τὸν τοῦ τοὺς τῶν
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470 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 ! A SPIRIT PASS'D BEFORE ME.
469 ページ - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
119 ページ - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
102 ページ - 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 ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent...
153 ページ - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her...
100 ページ - As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before ! Arm! Arm! it is! — it is! — the cannon's opening roar!
100 ページ - Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
225 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...
178 ページ - Oh! that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love but only her ! Ye elements ! — in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted — can ye not Accord me such a being?
106 ページ - Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked head, And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.