Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Lord ByronJ. Robins and Company, 1825 - 756 ページ |
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... beneath an elm , in the churchyard of Harrow on the Hill . Criticism on Hours of Idleness , from the Edinburgh Review . Animadversions thereon . Disposition of Lord Byron on his entrance into life . His fondness for a Newfoundland dog ...
... beneath an elm , in the churchyard of Harrow on the Hill . Criticism on Hours of Idleness , from the Edinburgh Review . Animadversions thereon . Disposition of Lord Byron on his entrance into life . His fondness for a Newfoundland dog ...
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... Beneath their coursers ' hoofs the valleys shake ; What fears , what anxious hopes , attend the chase ! The dying stag seeks refuge in the lake ; Exulting shouts announce the finished race . Ah ! happy days ! too happy to endure ! Such ...
... Beneath their coursers ' hoofs the valleys shake ; What fears , what anxious hopes , attend the chase ! The dying stag seeks refuge in the lake ; Exulting shouts announce the finished race . Ah ! happy days ! too happy to endure ! Such ...
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... Beneath the precipice o'erhung with pine ; And sees , on high , amidst the encircling groves , From cliff to cliff the foaming torrents shine ! While waters , woods , and winds , in concert join , And Echo swells the chorus to the skies ...
... Beneath the precipice o'erhung with pine ; And sees , on high , amidst the encircling groves , From cliff to cliff the foaming torrents shine ! While waters , woods , and winds , in concert join , And Echo swells the chorus to the skies ...
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... beneath , Or the mist of the tempest that gather❜d below ; † Untutor❜d by science , a stranger to fear , And rude as the rocks where my infancy grew , No feeling , save one , to my bosom was dear- Need I say , my sweet Mary , ' twas ...
... beneath , Or the mist of the tempest that gather❜d below ; † Untutor❜d by science , a stranger to fear , And rude as the rocks where my infancy grew , No feeling , save one , to my bosom was dear- Need I say , my sweet Mary , ' twas ...
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... beneath , Which scowl o'er ocean's sullen flow , Pale in the scatter'd ranks of death , She saw the gasping warrior low ; — While many an eye , which ne'er again Could mark the rising orb of day , Turn'd feebly from the gory plain ...
... beneath , Which scowl o'er ocean's sullen flow , Pale in the scatter'd ranks of death , She saw the gasping warrior low ; — While many an eye , which ne'er again Could mark the rising orb of day , Turn'd feebly from the gory plain ...
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558 ページ - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one?
749 ページ - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due ; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
400 ページ - Oh 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.
328 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...
392 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...
557 ページ - Must we but weep o'er days more blest? Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead ! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still?
697 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 ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile.
327 ページ - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
344 ページ - Twas still some solace in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each, With some new hope, or legend old, Or song heroically bold ; But even these at length grew cold.
348 ページ - ... mate, But was not half so desolate, And it was come to love me when None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink Had brought me back to feel and think.