Byron and GreeceJ. Murray, 1924 - 336 ページ |
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... thou regrett'st thy youth , why live ? The land of honourable death Is here : -up to the field , and give Away thy breath ! " Seek out - less often sought than found- A soldier's grave , for thee the best : Then look around , and choose ...
... thou regrett'st thy youth , why live ? The land of honourable death Is here : -up to the field , and give Away thy breath ! " Seek out - less often sought than found- A soldier's grave , for thee the best : Then look around , and choose ...
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... Thou , alas ! Didst never yet one mortal song inspire- Goddess of Wisdom ! here thy temple was , And is , despite of War and wasting fire , And years , that bade thy worship to expire : But worse than steel , and flame , and ages slow ...
... Thou , alas ! Didst never yet one mortal song inspire- Goddess of Wisdom ! here thy temple was , And is , despite of War and wasting fire , And years , that bade thy worship to expire : But worse than steel , and flame , and ages slow ...
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... Thou art ? Is this a boon so kindly given , That being , thou would'st be again , and go , Thou know'st not , reck'st not to what region , so On Earth no more , but mingled with the skies ? Still wilt thou dream on future Joy and Woe ...
... Thou art ? Is this a boon so kindly given , That being , thou would'st be again , and go , Thou know'st not , reck'st not to what region , so On Earth no more , but mingled with the skies ? Still wilt thou dream on future Joy and Woe ...
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... thou speak , Athena's wisest son ! 2 “ All that we know is , nothing can be known . ” Why should we shrink from what we cannot shun ? Each hath its pang , but feeble sufferers groan With brain - born dreams of Evil all their own ...
... thou speak , Athena's wisest son ! 2 “ All that we know is , nothing can be known . ” Why should we shrink from what we cannot shun ? Each hath its pang , but feeble sufferers groan With brain - born dreams of Evil all their own ...
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... thou rugged Nurse of savage men ! The Cross descends , thy Minarets arise , And the pale Crescent sparkles in the glen , Through many a cypress - grove within each city's ken . 1 Mentor pushed Telemachus into the sea . Calypso was ...
... thou rugged Nurse of savage men ! The Cross descends , thy Minarets arise , And the pale Crescent sparkles in the glen , Through many a cypress - grove within each city's ken . 1 Mentor pushed Telemachus into the sea . Calypso was ...
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Abydos Acarnania Acropolis Albanian Ali Pacha ancient Argostoli arms arrived Athens beautiful believe beneath Blaquiere canto Captain cause Cephalonia chief Childe Harold coast Colonel Stanhope Committee Constantinople Corinth DEAR death Elgin Marbles England English fame fleet Fletcher friends frigate Gamba gave Genoa Giaour Greece Greek hand hath hear heard heart hills Hobhouse honour hope hour hundred island isle John Murray Kinnaird land letter live look Lord Byron Lord Elgin Lordship Maid of Athens Malta Marbles Mavrocordato Missolonghi Morea mother mountains never night o'er Pacha Pallas parties passed passion Patras Piræus plain poem present Prevesa received ruins sail Salamis Samian wine seems sent ship shore slave smile soul Suliotes tell thee thine things thou thousand to-day Trelawny Turkish Turks vessel wind wish write written Zante
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81 ページ - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
89 ページ - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime ? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
161 ページ - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse : Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires'
256 ページ - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone!
39 ページ - Hereditary bondsmen ! know ye not Who would be free themselves must strike the blow ? By their right arms the conquest must be wrought?
91 ページ - Gul in her bloom ; Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute, Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In color though varied, in beauty may vie...
99 ページ - SLOW sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, ^ Along Morea's hills the setting sun ; Not, as in Northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light ! O'er the hushed deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows.
105 ページ - Salamis ! Their azure arches through the long expanse More deeply purpled meet his mellowing glance, And tenderest tints, along their summits driven, Mark his gay course, and own the hues of heaven ; Till, darkly shaded from the land and deep, Behind his Delphian cliff he sinks to sleep.
47 ページ - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his...
95 ページ - Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell? not thou, luxurious slave ! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease! Whom slumber soothes not...