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What am I ? Nothing ; but not so art thou , Soul of my thought ! with whom I
traverse earth , Invisible but gazing , as I glow Mix ' d with thy spirit , blended with
thy birth , And feeling still with thee in my crush ' d feelings ? dearth , VII . Yet must
I ...
What am I ? Nothing ; but not so art thou , Soul of my thought ! with whom I
traverse earth , Invisible but gazing , as I glow Mix ' d with thy spirit , blended with
thy birth , And feeling still with thee in my crush ' d feelings ? dearth , VII . Yet must
I ...
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What ! shall reviving Thraldom again be The patched - up idol of enlightened
days ? Shall we , who struck the Lion down , shall we Pay the Wolf homage ?
proffering lowly gaze And servile knees to thrones ? No ; prove before ye praise !
XX .
What ! shall reviving Thraldom again be The patched - up idol of enlightened
days ? Shall we , who struck the Lion down , shall we Pay the Wolf homage ?
proffering lowly gaze And servile knees to thrones ? No ; prove before ye praise !
XX .
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It is in vain that we would coldly gaze On such as smile upon us : the heart muist
Leap kindly back to kindness , though disgust Hath wean ' d it from all worldlings :
thus he felt , For there was soft remembrance , and sweet trust In one fond ...
It is in vain that we would coldly gaze On such as smile upon us : the heart muist
Leap kindly back to kindness , though disgust Hath wean ' d it from all worldlings :
thus he felt , For there was soft remembrance , and sweet trust In one fond ...
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There can be no farewell to scene like thine ; The mind is coloured by thy every
hue ; And if reluctantly the . eyes resign Their cherish ' d gaze upon thee , lovely
Rhine ! ' Tis with the thankful glance of parting praise ; More mighty spots may
rise ...
There can be no farewell to scene like thine ; The mind is coloured by thy every
hue ; And if reluctantly the . eyes resign Their cherish ' d gaze upon thee , lovely
Rhine ! ' Tis with the thankful glance of parting praise ; More mighty spots may
rise ...
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... the patriot field ! where man May gaze on ghastly trophies of the slain , Nor
blush for those who conquered on that plain ; Here Burgundy bequeath ' d his
tombless host , A bony heap , through ages to remain , Themselves their
inonument ...
... the patriot field ! where man May gaze on ghastly trophies of the slain , Nor
blush for those who conquered on that plain ; Here Burgundy bequeath ' d his
tombless host , A bony heap , through ages to remain , Themselves their
inonument ...
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The Works of Lord Byron: With an Introduction and Bibliography George Gordon Byron Ограниченный просмотр - 1994 |
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Стр. 20 - 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...
Стр. 184 - 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.
Стр. 94 - 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...
Стр. 11 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
Стр. 183 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Стр. 18 - 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...
Стр. 154 - Oh Love ! no habitant of earth thou art — An unseen seraph, we believe in thee, A faith whose martyrs are the broken heart, But never yet hath seen, nor e'er shall see The naked eye, thy form, as it should be ; The mind hath made thee, as it peopled heaven, Even with its own desiring phantasy, And to a thought such shape and image given, As haunts the unquench'd soul — parch'd — wearied — wrung — and riven.
Стр. 158 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, ' And shadows forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower.
Стр. 36 - 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.
Стр. 19 - 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.
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| Название | The works of ... lord Byron, Объемы 7-8 The works of ... lord Byron, George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Автор | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Опубликована: | 1819 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Оксфордский университет |
| Оцифровано | 25 сен 2006 |
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