The Works of Lord Byron: Including the Suppressed Poems. Also a Sketch of His LifeJ. B. Lippincott & Company, 1856 - 764 ページ |
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... mountains are vanish'd , my youth is no more ; As the last of my race , I must wither alone , And delight but in days I have witness'd before . Ah ! splendour has rais'd , but embitter'd my lot , More dear were the scenes which my ...
... mountains are vanish'd , my youth is no more ; As the last of my race , I must wither alone , And delight but in days I have witness'd before . Ah ! splendour has rais'd , but embitter'd my lot , More dear were the scenes which my ...
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... mountain deer , The Pibroch raised its piercing note , To gladden more their Highland cheer , The strains in martial numbers float . And they who heard ' the war - notes wild , Hoped that , one day , the Pibroch's strain Should play ...
... mountain deer , The Pibroch raised its piercing note , To gladden more their Highland cheer , The strains in martial numbers float . And they who heard ' the war - notes wild , Hoped that , one day , the Pibroch's strain Should play ...
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... mountains , Round their white summits though elements war , Though cataracts foam , ' stead of smooth - flowing foun- tains , I sigh for the valley of dark Loch na Garr . Ah ! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd , My cap was ...
... mountains , Round their white summits though elements war , Though cataracts foam , ' stead of smooth - flowing foun- tains , I sigh for the valley of dark Loch na Garr . Ah ! there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd , My cap was ...
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... mountain where he spent part of his Soul , when Pope succeeded so indifferently in the at- youth , and might have learnt that pibroch is not a tempt . If our readers , however , are of another opinion , bagpipe , any more than duet ...
... mountain where he spent part of his Soul , when Pope succeeded so indifferently in the at- youth , and might have learnt that pibroch is not a tempt . If our readers , however , are of another opinion , bagpipe , any more than duet ...
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... mountain greets them on their way , And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay ; And soon on board the Lusian pilots leap , XX . 192 Then slowly climb the many - winding way , And frequent turn to ...
... mountain greets them on their way , And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay ; And soon on board the Lusian pilots leap , XX . 192 Then slowly climb the many - winding way , And frequent turn to ...
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ADAH AHOLIBAMAH Ali Pacha ANAH ANGIOLINA ARBACES arms ARNOLD aught BARBARIGO bear beauty behold BELESES beneath BENINTENDE blood bosom breast breath brow CÆSAR CAIN CALENDARO chief dare dark dead death deeds deep DOGE dost earth Faliero fame father fear feel foes GABOR gaze Giaour Greece Greek hand hath hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour IDENSTEIN ISRAEL BERTUCCIO JACOPO FOSCARI JAPHET JOSEPHINE king leave less LIONI live look Lord Byron LOREDANO LUCIFER MANFRED MARINA Marino Faliero Michel Steno mortal MYRRHA ne'er never night noble Note o'er once palace PANIA pass'd Petrarch prince SALEMENES SARDANAPALUS scarce scene seem'd shore SIEGENDORF sire slave smile soul spirit Stanza STRALENHEIM stranger sword tears thee thine things thou hast thought ULRIC unto Venice voice walls wave WERNER words youth εἰς καὶ τὴν τὸ
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84 ページ - Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar. Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they? 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
59 ページ - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd 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 look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
147 ページ - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime ? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
65 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.
59 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 Blush'd 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; who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise!
66 ページ - 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! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
84 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.
211 ページ - A small green isle, it seem'd no more, Scarce broader than my dungeon floor, But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing Of gentle breath and hue.
65 ページ - He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill ; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the Starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
76 ページ - Where the car climb'd the Capitol; far and wide Temple and tower went down, nor left a site: — Chaos of ruins! who shall trace the void, O'er the dim fragments cast a lunar light, And say, 'Here was, or is', where all is doubly night?