The works of lord Byron, 第 2 巻 |
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... grief should reach her heart ; Which nought removed , nor menaced to remove- 305 If there be love in mortals - this was love ! He was a villain - ay - reproaches shower On him - but not the passion , nor its power , Which only proved ...
... grief should reach her heart ; Which nought removed , nor menaced to remove- 305 If there be love in mortals - this was love ! He was a villain - ay - reproaches shower On him - but not the passion , nor its power , Which only proved ...
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... Grief for the dead not Virtue can reprove ; Then give me all I ever ask'd --- a tear , The first --- last --- sole reward of so much love ! " He pass'd the portal --- cross'd the corridore , And reach'd the chamber as the strain gave o ...
... Grief for the dead not Virtue can reprove ; Then give me all I ever ask'd --- a tear , The first --- last --- sole reward of so much love ! " He pass'd the portal --- cross'd the corridore , And reach'd the chamber as the strain gave o ...
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... grief . He sees his bark , he notes how fair the wind , And sternly gathers all his might of mind : Again he hurries on - and as he hears The clang of tumult vibrates on his ears , The busy sounds , the bustle of the shore , The shout ...
... grief . He sees his bark , he notes how fair the wind , And sternly gathers all his might of mind : Again he hurries on - and as he hears The clang of tumult vibrates on his ears , The busy sounds , the bustle of the shore , The shout ...
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... grief , " And now come torture when it will - or may , 990 " More need of rest to nerve me for the day ! " This said , with languor to his mat he crept , And , whatsoe'er his visions , quickly slept . ' Twas hardly midnight when that ...
... grief , " And now come torture when it will - or may , 990 " More need of rest to nerve me for the day ! " This said , with languor to his mat he crept , And , whatsoe'er his visions , quickly slept . ' Twas hardly midnight when that ...
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... grief Is link'd a mirth --- it doth not bring relief --- That playfulness of Sorrow ne'er beguiles , And smiles in bitterness --- but still it smiles ; And sometimes with the wisest and the best , Till even the scaffold ( 10 ) echoes ...
... grief Is link'd a mirth --- it doth not bring relief --- That playfulness of Sorrow ne'er beguiles , And smiles in bitterness --- but still it smiles ; And sometimes with the wisest and the best , Till even the scaffold ( 10 ) echoes ...
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225 ページ - These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear, And leave his sons a hope, a fame, They too will rather die than shame : For Freedom's battle once begun, Bequeath'd by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft is ever won.
7 ページ - In colour though varied, in beauty may vie, And the purple of ocean is deepest in dye ; Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all, save the spirit of man, is divine ? 'Tis the clime of the East ; 'tis the land of the Sun — Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done ? 2 Oh ! wild as the accents of lovers...
7 ページ - Gul in her bloom? Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute, Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In colour though varied, in beauty may vie...
224 ページ - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd!
76 ページ - How gloriously her gallant course she goes! Her white wings flying — never from her foes — She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife.
165 ページ - All was so still, so soft in earth and air, You scarce would start to meet a spirit there ; Secure that nought of evil could delight To walk in such a scene, on such a night...
224 ページ - And but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now. And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart...
73 ページ - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?
226 ページ - Bequeathed by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft is ever won. Bear witness, Greece, thy living page, Attest it many a deathless age ! While kings, in dusty darkness hid, Have left a nameless pyramid, Thy heroes, though the general doom Hath swept the column from their tomb, A mightier monument command, The mountains of their native land ! There points thy Muse to stranger's eye The graves of those that cannot die...
223 ページ - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...