Poetical Works, 第 4 巻Little, Brown, 1866 |
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... lines were addressed to her , had not completed her eleventh year . Her juvenile beauty has been preserved in a portrait which Westall painted at Byron's request . ] And guileless beyond Hope's imagining ! And surely she who ( 9 ) To ...
... lines were addressed to her , had not completed her eleventh year . Her juvenile beauty has been preserved in a portrait which Westall painted at Byron's request . ] And guileless beyond Hope's imagining ! And surely she who ( 9 ) To ...
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... line . * XII . The sails were filled , and fair the light winds blew , As glad to waft him from his native home ; And fast the white rocks faded from his view , And soon were lost in circumambient foam : And then , it may be , of his ...
... line . * XII . The sails were filled , and fair the light winds blew , As glad to waft him from his native home ; And fast the white rocks faded from his view , And soon were lost in circumambient foam : And then , it may be , of his ...
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... lines to Parnassus ( in Childe Harold ) , and on beholding the birds , had a hope that Apollo had accepted my homage . I have at least had the name and fame of a poet , during the poetical period of life ( from twenty to thirty ) ...
... lines to Parnassus ( in Childe Harold ) , and on beholding the birds , had a hope that Apollo had accepted my homage . I have at least had the name and fame of a poet , during the poetical period of life ( from twenty to thirty ) ...
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... lines of Young are no fiction : " Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice , and thrice my peace was slain , And thrice ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn . " I should have ventured a verse to the memory of ...
... lines of Young are no fiction : " Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice , and thrice my peace was slain , And thrice ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn . " I should have ventured a verse to the memory of ...
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... lines : - " When the last of the Meto- pes was taken from the Parthenon , and , in moving of it , great part of the superstructure with one of the triglyphs was thrown down by the workmen whom Lord Elgin employed , the Disdar , who ...
... lines : - " When the last of the Meto- pes was taken from the Parthenon , and , in moving of it , great part of the superstructure with one of the triglyphs was thrown down by the workmen whom Lord Elgin employed , the Disdar , who ...
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282 ページ - and that was far away. He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Daci.an mother, — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday! — All this rushed with his blood. — Shall he expire And unavenged? — Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire!
299 ページ - Thy waters wasted them while they were free. And many a tyrant since : their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
165 ページ - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valor, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.
153 ページ - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
301 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 wantoned 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.
164 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
198 ページ - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
162 ページ - There was a sound of revelry by night. And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry ; and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men : A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again ; And all went merry as a marriage-bell, But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell.
230 ページ - Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music, — summer's eve — or spring, A flower — the wind — the Ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
198 ページ - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee!