The Works of Lord Byron: Embracing His Suppressed Poems, and a Sketch of His LifeCrosby, Nichols, Lee, 1861 - 1071 ページ |
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... rise in craggy pride ? Or fence of art , like China's vasty wall ? - Ne barrier wall , ne river deep and wide , Ne horrid crags , nor mountains dark and tall , Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from Gaul . XXXIII . But these ...
... rise in craggy pride ? Or fence of art , like China's vasty wall ? - Ne barrier wall , ne river deep and wide , Ne horrid crags , nor mountains dark and tall , Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from Gaul . XXXIII . But these ...
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... 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 Valor acts in vain ? And Counsel sage , and patriotic Zeal , The Veteran's skill ...
... 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 Valor acts in vain ? And Counsel sage , and patriotic Zeal , The Veteran's skill ...
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... rise , for ever blazing bright . LXVII . From morn till night , from night till startled Morn Peeps blushing on the revel's laughing crew , The song is heard , the rosy garland worn , Devices quaint , and frolics ever new , Tread on ...
... rise , for ever blazing bright . LXVII . From morn till night , from night till startled Morn Peeps blushing on the revel's laughing crew , The song is heard , the rosy garland worn , Devices quaint , and frolics ever new , Tread on ...
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... that digs her own voluptuous tomb Had buried long his hopes , no more to rise : Pleasure's pall'd victim ! life - abhorring gloom Wrote on his faded brow curst Cain's unresting do XCI . And thou , my friend ! 19 - 26 BYRON'S WORKS . 36.
... that digs her own voluptuous tomb Had buried long his hopes , no more to rise : Pleasure's pall'd victim ! life - abhorring gloom Wrote on his faded brow curst Cain's unresting do XCI . And thou , my friend ! 19 - 26 BYRON'S WORKS . 36.
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... rise ! approach you here ; Come - but molest not yon defenceless urn : Look on this spot - a nation's sepulchre ! Abode of gods , whose shrines no longer burn . Even gods must yield - religions take their turn ' Twas Jove's - ' tis ...
... rise ! approach you here ; Come - but molest not yon defenceless urn : Look on this spot - a nation's sepulchre ! Abode of gods , whose shrines no longer burn . Even gods must yield - religions take their turn ' Twas Jove's - ' tis ...
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Adah Albanian Ali Pacha Anah Athens aught bear beauty behold beneath blood bosom breast breath brow Byron Cæs Cain chief Childe Harold dare dark dead death deep Doge dost doth dread earth fair Faliero father fear feel foes Foscari gaze Giaour Greece Greek hand hath heard heart heaven honor hope hour Iden land leave less Lioni live look Lord Lord Byron Lord Holland Lucifer Marino Faliero mortal mountains Myrrha ne'er never night o'er once palace PANIA pass'd passion Petrarch Romaic scarce scene seem'd shore Sieg Siegendorf sire slave smile soul spirit Stanza Stral strange tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought twas Ulric unto Venice voice walls wave wild wind words δὲν εἰς καὶ νὰ τὴν τὸ τὸν τοῦ τῶν
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33 ページ - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed. The mustering squadron, and the clattering car. Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb. Or whispering with white lips — "The foe! They come! they come ! " And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering
49 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 wanton'd 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.
37 ページ - In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier : Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy!
183 ページ - For time at last sets all things even — And if we do but watch the hour, There never yet was human power Which could evade, if unforgiven, The patient search and vigil long Of him who treasures up a wrong.
33 ページ - There have been tears and breaking hearts for thee, And mine were nothing, had I such to give; But when I stood beneath the fresh green tree, Which living waves where thou didst cease to live, And saw around me the wide field revive With fruits and fertile promise, and the Spring Come forth her work of gladness to contrive, With all her reckless birds upon the wing, I turn'd from all she brought to those she could not bring.
167 ページ - And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain; That iron is a cankering thing, For in these limbs its teeth remain, With marks that will not wear away...
37 ページ - Are not the mountains, waves, and skies, a part Of me and of my soul, as I of them? Is not the love of these deep in my heart With a pure passion? should I not contemn All objects, if compared with these?
35 ページ - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here ; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine ! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath...
215 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.— 'Twas such a night!
33 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 Blushed 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...