The works of lord Byron including his suppressed poemsA. and W. Galignani, 1827 - 727 ページ |
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... hear nothing of the provocations given him ; -sly hints , curve of the lip , side looks , treache- rous smiles , flings at poetry , shrugs at noble au- thors , slang jokes , idiotic bets , enigmatical ap- pointments , and boasts of ...
... hear nothing of the provocations given him ; -sly hints , curve of the lip , side looks , treache- rous smiles , flings at poetry , shrugs at noble au- thors , slang jokes , idiotic bets , enigmatical ap- pointments , and boasts of ...
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... hear that my name is not mentioned in her presence ; that a green curtain is always kept over my portrait , as over something forbidden ; and that she is not to know that she has a father till she comes of age . Of course she will be ...
... hear that my name is not mentioned in her presence ; that a green curtain is always kept over my portrait , as over something forbidden ; and that she is not to know that she has a father till she comes of age . Of course she will be ...
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... hear my murderer's voice , >> Loud shrieks a darkly gleaming Form ; « A murderer's voice ! » the roof replies , And deeply swells the bursting storm . The tapers wink , the chieftains shrink , The stranger's gone , amidst the crew A ...
... hear my murderer's voice , >> Loud shrieks a darkly gleaming Form ; « A murderer's voice ! » the roof replies , And deeply swells the bursting storm . The tapers wink , the chieftains shrink , The stranger's gone , amidst the crew A ...
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... hear ? The organ's soft celestial swell Rolls deeply on the listening ear . To this is join'd the sacred song , The royal minstrel's hallow'd strain ; Though he who hears the music long Will never wish to hear again . Our choir would ...
... hear ? The organ's soft celestial swell Rolls deeply on the listening ear . To this is join'd the sacred song , The royal minstrel's hallow'd strain ; Though he who hears the music long Will never wish to hear again . Our choir would ...
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... hear the voice of those Whom Rank or Chance , whom Wealth or Power , Have made , though neither Friends nor Foes , Associates of the festive hour . Give me again a faithful few , In years and feelings still the same , And I will fly the ...
... hear the voice of those Whom Rank or Chance , whom Wealth or Power , Have made , though neither Friends nor Foes , Associates of the festive hour . Give me again a faithful few , In years and feelings still the same , And I will fly the ...
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44 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...
187 ページ - t was coarse and rude, For we were used to hunter's fare, And for the like had little care: The milk drawn from the mountain goat Was changed for water from the moat, Our bread was such as captives...
188 ページ - It was not night — it was not day, It was not even the dungeon-light, So hateful to my heavy sight, But vacancy absorbing space, And fixedness — without a place; There were no stars — no earth — no time — No check — no change — no good — no crime — But silence, and a stirless breath Which neither was of life nor death; A sea of stagnant idleness, Blind, boundless, mute, and motionless!
64 ページ - Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
205 ページ - Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth, The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.
423 ページ - The angels all were singing out of tune, And hoarse with having little else to do, Excepting to wind up the sun and moon, Or curb a runaway young star or two, Or wild colt of a comet, which too soon Broke out of bounds o'er the ethereal blue, Splitting some planet with its playful tail, As boats are sometimes by a wanton whale.
188 ページ - I took that hand which lay so still — Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir or strive, But felt that I was still alive — A frantic feeling, when we know That what we love shall ne'er be so.
317 ページ - By tyrannous threats to force you into faith 'Gainst all external sense and inward feeling: Think and endure — and form an inner world In your own bosom — where the outward fails; So shall you nearer be the spiritual Nature, and war triumphant with your own.
53 ページ - Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains ; parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray.
158 ページ - He call'd on Nature's self to share the shame, And charged all faults upon the fleshly form She gave to clog the soul, and feast the worm , Till he at last confounded good and ill, And half mistook for fate the acts of will : Too high for common selfishness, he could At times resign his own for others* good, But not in pity, not because he ought.