Childe Harold's pilgrimage, ed. by W. Hiley |
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... foes in fight o'erthrown , yet victors here , Where Scorn her finger points through many a coming year ? 2 XXVII So deemed the Childe , as o'er the mountains he Did take his way in solitary guise : Sweet was the scene , yet soon he ...
... foes in fight o'erthrown , yet victors here , Where Scorn her finger points through many a coming year ? 2 XXVII So deemed the Childe , as o'er the mountains he Did take his way in solitary guise : Sweet was the scene , yet soon he ...
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... foes , And all must shield their all , or share Subjection's woes . XXXII Where Lusitania and her Sister meet , Deem ye what bounds the rival realms divide ? Or ere the jealous queens of nations greet , Doth Tayo interpose his mighty ...
... foes , And all must shield their all , or share Subjection's woes . XXXII Where Lusitania and her Sister meet , Deem ye what bounds the rival realms divide ? Or ere the jealous queens of nations greet , Doth Tayo interpose his mighty ...
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... foe , the victim , and the fond ally That fights for all , but ever fights in vain , 1 Are met — as if at home they could not die— To feed the crow on Talavera's plain , And fertilize the field that each pretends to gain . XLII There ...
... foe , the victim , and the fond ally That fights for all , but ever fights in vain , 1 Are met — as if at home they could not die— To feed the crow on Talavera's plain , And fertilize the field that each pretends to gain . XLII There ...
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... foes should boast and bleed ! Peace to the perished ! may the warrior's meed And tears of triumph their reward prolong ! Till others fall where other chieftains lead Thy name shall circle round the gaping throng , And shine in worthless ...
... foes should boast and bleed ! Peace to the perished ! may the warrior's meed And tears of triumph their reward prolong ! Till others fall where other chieftains lead Thy name shall circle round the gaping throng , And shine in worthless ...
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... foe was Andalusia's guest : Here was the camp , the watch - flame , and the host , Here the bold peasant stormed the dragon's nest : Still does he mark it with triumphant boast ; And points to yonder cliffs , which oft were won and lost ...
... foe was Andalusia's guest : Here was the camp , the watch - flame , and the host , Here the bold peasant stormed the dragon's nest : Still does he mark it with triumphant boast ; And points to yonder cliffs , which oft were won and lost ...
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162 ページ - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee and arbiter of war,— These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.
98 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!
96 ページ - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake , Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
74 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...
150 ページ - He heard it, but he heeded not - his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away He reck'd 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 Dacian mother - he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday All this rush'd with his blood - Shall he expire And unavenged?
99 ページ - Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye, With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, O tempests! is the goal? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find at length, like eagles, some high nest?
75 ページ - Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress...
77 ページ - 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! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse, — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent ! XXIX.
106 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...
76 ページ - The foe! They come! They come!" And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...