The Works of Lord Byron: Childe Harold's pilgrimageJohn Murray, 1821 |
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... dear maid , accord ; nor question why To one so young my strain I would commend , But bid me with my wreath one matchless lily blend . Such is thy name with this my verse entwined ; And long as kinder eyes a look shall cast On Harold's ...
... dear maid , accord ; nor question why To one so young my strain I would commend , But bid me with my wreath one matchless lily blend . Such is thy name with this my verse entwined ; And long as kinder eyes a look shall cast On Harold's ...
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... dear- But pomp and power alone are woman's care , And where these are light Eros finds a feere ; Maidens , like moths , are ever caught by glare , And Mammon wins his way where Seraphs might despair . X. Childe Harold had a mother - not ...
... dear- But pomp and power alone are woman's care , And where these are light Eros finds a feere ; Maidens , like moths , are ever caught by glare , And Mammon wins his way where Seraphs might despair . X. Childe Harold had a mother - not ...
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... dear objects , will in sadness feel Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal . XI . His house , his home , his heritage , his lands , The laughing dames in whom he did delight , Whose large blue eyes , fair locks , and ...
... dear objects , will in sadness feel Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal . XI . His house , his home , his heritage , his lands , The laughing dames in whom he did delight , Whose large blue eyes , fair locks , and ...
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... dear , And hail'd thee , not perchance without a tear . Now to my theme -- but from thy holy haunt Let me some remnant , some memorial bear ; Yield me one leaf of Daphne's deathless plant , Nor let thy votary's hope be deem'd an idle ...
... dear , And hail'd thee , not perchance without a tear . Now to my theme -- but from thy holy haunt Let me some remnant , some memorial bear ; Yield me one leaf of Daphne's deathless plant , Nor let thy votary's hope be deem'd an idle ...
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... blood is mantling who can ' scape The fascination of thy magic gaze ? A Cherub - hydra round us dost thou gape , And mould to every taste thy dear delusive shape . The LXVI . When Paphos fell by Time - accursed 44 CANTO I. CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... blood is mantling who can ' scape The fascination of thy magic gaze ? A Cherub - hydra round us dost thou gape , And mould to every taste thy dear delusive shape . The LXVI . When Paphos fell by Time - accursed 44 CANTO I. CHILDE HAROLD'S.
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112 ページ - Long shall the voyager, with th' Ionian blast, Hail the bright clime of battle and of song; Long shall thine annals and immortal tongue Fill with thy fame the youth of many a shore; Boast of the aged! lesson of the young! Which sages venerate and bards adore, As Pallas and the Muse unveil their awful lore.
9 ページ - little day was done One blast might chill him into misery. But long ere scarce a third of his pass'd by, Worse than adversity the Childe befell; He felt the fulness of satiety: Then loathed he in his native land to dwell, Which seem'd to him more lone than Eremite's sad cell. V. For he
104 ページ - forebode the dismal hour which now Dims the green beauties of thine Attic plain ? Not thirty tyrants now enforce the chain, But every carle can lord it o'er thy land; Nor rise thy sons, but idly rail in vain, Trembling beneath the scourge of Turkish hand, From birth till death enslaved; in word, in deed unmanu'd.
20 ページ - 1< XVII. But whoso entereth within this town, That, sheening far, celestial seems to be, Disconsolate will wander up and down, 'Mid many things unsightly to strange ce; For hut and palace show like filthily: The dingy denizens are rear'd in dirt; Ne personage of high or mean degree Doth care for cleanness of surtout or shirt,
87 ページ - XLVIII. Monastic Zitza! ( 20) from thy shady brow, Thou small, but favour'd spot of holy ground! Where'er we gaze, around, above, below, What rainbow tints, what magic charms are found! Rock, river, forest, mountain, all abound, And bluest skies that harmonize the whole: Beneath, the distant torrent's rushing sound Tells
39 ページ - daughters—deign to know, There your wise Prophet's paradise we find, His black-eyed maids of Heaven, angelically kind. LX. Oh, thou Parnassus! (13) whom I now survey, Not in the phrensy of a dreamer's eye, Not in the fabled landscape of a lay, But soaring snow-clad through thy native sky, In the wild pomp of mountain majesty! What
vii ページ - L'univers est une espèce de livre, dont on n'a lu que la première page quand on n'a vu que son pays. J'en ai feuilleté un assez grand nombre, que j'ai trouvé également mauvaises. Cet examen ne m'a point été infructueux. Je haïssais ma patrie. Toutes les impertinences des peuples divers, parmi lesquels j'ai
19 ページ - XIV. On, on the vessel flies, the land is gone, And winds are rude in Biscay's sleepless bay. Four days are sped, but with the fifth, anon, New shores descried make every bosom gay; And Cintra's mountain greets them on their way, And Tagus dashing onward to the deep, His fabled golden tribute bent to
38 ページ - form'd for all the witching arts of love: Though thus in arms they emulate her sons, And in the horrid phalanx dare to move, Tis but the tender fierceness of the dove Pecking the hand that hovers o'er her mate: In softness as in firmness far above Remoter females, famed for sickening prate
57 ページ - bones, and blood's unbleaching stain, Long mark the battle-field with hideous awe: Thus only may our sons conceive the scenes we saw! LXXXIX. Nor yet, alas! the dreadful work is done, Fresh legions pour adown the Pyrenees; It deepens still, the work is scarce begun, Xor mortal eye the distant end foresees. Fall'n