The Works of Lord Byron: Childe Harold's pilgrimage |
この書籍内から
検索結果1-5 / 5
205 ページ
The injury is not forgotten , but has served to identify the poet with the coun . try
where he was born , but where he would not live . A peasant boy of Arquà being
asked who Petrarch was , replied , “ that the people of the parsonage knew all ...
The injury is not forgotten , but has served to identify the poet with the coun . try
where he was born , but where he would not live . A peasant boy of Arquà being
asked who Petrarch was , replied , “ that the people of the parsonage knew all ...
209 ページ
almost opened with such a paradox , ' it is probable that , on the other hand , the
care of his reputation alleviated rather than aggravated the imprisonment of the
injured poet . The defence of his father and of himself , for both were involved in ...
almost opened with such a paradox , ' it is probable that , on the other hand , the
care of his reputation alleviated rather than aggravated the imprisonment of the
injured poet . The defence of his father and of himself , for both were involved in ...
222 ページ
Even the critical Tiraboschi was inclined to believe that the poet had foreseen
and foretold one of the discoveries of Galileo . Like the great originals of other
nations , his popularity has not always maintained the same level . The last age ...
Even the critical Tiraboschi was inclined to believe that the poet had foreseen
and foretold one of the discoveries of Galileo . Like the great originals of other
nations , his popularity has not always maintained the same level . The last age ...
255 ページ
The tufo , or pumice , which the poet prefers to marble , is the substance
composing the bank in which the grotto is sunk . The modern topographers ? find
in the grotto the statue of the nymph and nine niches for the Muses , and a late
traveller ...
The tufo , or pumice , which the poet prefers to marble , is the substance
composing the bank in which the grotto is sunk . The modern topographers ? find
in the grotto the statue of the nymph and nine niches for the Muses , and a late
traveller ...
267 ページ
Nothing can be more fortunate for the lines of the poet , whether in a
metaphorical or direct sense : 66 Me quotiens reficit gelidus Digentia rivus .
Quem Mandela bibit rugosus frigore pagus . " The stream is clear high up the
valley , but before it ...
Nothing can be more fortunate for the lines of the poet , whether in a
metaphorical or direct sense : 66 Me quotiens reficit gelidus Digentia rivus .
Quem Mandela bibit rugosus frigore pagus . " The stream is clear high up the
valley , but before it ...
レビュー - レビューを書く
レビューが見つかりませんでした。
他の版 - すべて表示
多く使われている語句
amongst ancient appears bear beauty beneath blood Boccaccio breast breath called Canto changed Childe church criticism dark dead death deep dust earth edit empire eyes fair fall fame feeling former glory hand hath heart heaven hills honour hope hour human immortal Italian Italy lake least leaves less light live look memory mind mortal mountains Nature never o'er object once pass passion perhaps Petrarch plain poet present raised rise Roman Rome round ruin says scene seems seen shore side soul spirit spring stand Stanza star statue stream tears temple thee thine things thou thought tomb traveller tree turn valley Venetians Venice voice walls waters waves whole wind wolf writer young
人気のある引用
179 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.
87 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...
14 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...
15 ページ - Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
17 ページ - 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...
31 ページ - The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strew'da scene, •which I should see With double joy wert thou with me.
157 ページ - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony ; And his droop'd head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
157 ページ - 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? Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire!
41 ページ - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me; and to me, High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...
62 ページ - I have not loved the world, nor the world me, But let us part fair foes; I do believe, Though I have found them not, that there may be Words which are things, hopes which will not deceive, And virtues which are merciful, nor weave Snares for the failing; I would also deem O'er others...