The Poetical Works of Lord Byron: With LifeGall & Inglis, 1857 - 576 ページ |
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... tell : Strange rumours in our city say Upon that eve she fled away When Rhamazan's last sun was set , And flashing from each minaret Millions of lamps proclaim'd the feast Of Bairam through the boundless East . " Twas then she went as ...
... tell : Strange rumours in our city say Upon that eve she fled away When Rhamazan's last sun was set , And flashing from each minaret Millions of lamps proclaim'd the feast Of Bairam through the boundless East . " Twas then she went as ...
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... tell him - what thou dost behold ! The wither'd frame , the ruin'd mind , The wreck by passion left behind , A shrivell'd scroll , a scatter'd leat , Sear'd by the autumn blast of grief ! * * * * " Tell me no more of fancy's gleam , No ...
... tell him - what thou dost behold ! The wither'd frame , the ruin'd mind , The wreck by passion left behind , A shrivell'd scroll , a scatter'd leat , Sear'd by the autumn blast of grief ! * * * * " Tell me no more of fancy's gleam , No ...
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... tell me yet in time , Nor leave me thus to thoughts of fear . Ah ! yonder see the Tchocadar , * My father leaves the mimic war ; I tremble now to meet his eye- Say , Selim , can'st thou tell me why ? " XIV . " Zuleika - to thy tower's ...
... tell me yet in time , Nor leave me thus to thoughts of fear . Ah ! yonder see the Tchocadar , * My father leaves the mimic war ; I tremble now to meet his eye- Say , Selim , can'st thou tell me why ? " XIV . " Zuleika - to thy tower's ...
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HOURS OF IDLENESS | 3 |
Leaving Newstead Abbey Through thy battlements | 9 |
Damætas In law an infant | 29 |
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adieu art thou Athens bard beam beauty behold beneath blest blood bosom breast breath brow Byron Calmar cheek Childe Harold clouds courser dare dark dead dear death deeds deep dread dream dwell earth Edinburgh Review fair falchion fame fate fear feel fix'd foes forget gaze Giaour glance glory glow grave Greece grief hand hast hate hath heard heart heaven Hellespont hope hour Lara Lara's lips live lonely look look'd Lord Lord Byron lyre mind mortal mountains ne'er never Newstead Abbey night numbers o'er once Pallas Parisina pass'd passion perchance poem pride round Samian wine scarce scene seem'd shine shore sigh slave sleep smile song soothe soul spirit steed sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought tomb turn'd twas twill Venice voice walls wave weep wild wind words youth Zuleika