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But who can view the ripeneil rose , nor seek To wear it ? who can curiously
behold The smoothness and the sheen of beauty ' s cheek , Nor feel the heart
can never all grow old ? Who can contemplate Fame through clouds unfold The
star ...
But who can view the ripeneil rose , nor seek To wear it ? who can curiously
behold The smoothness and the sheen of beauty ' s cheek , Nor feel the heart
can never all grow old ? Who can contemplate Fame through clouds unfold The
star ...
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Thy throne had still been thine , or never been ; For daring made thy rise as fall ;
thou ' seek ' st Even now so re - assuịne the imperial mien , Aud shake again the
world , the Thunderer of the scene ! . XXXVII . Conqueror and captive of the earth
...
Thy throne had still been thine , or never been ; For daring made thy rise as fall ;
thou ' seek ' st Even now so re - assuịne the imperial mien , Aud shake again the
world , the Thunderer of the scene ! . XXXVII . Conqueror and captive of the earth
...
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... upon her height Yet shows of what she was , when shell and ball Rebounding
idly on her strength did light ; A tower of victory ! from whence the flight Of baffled
foes was watch ' d along the plain : But Peace destroy ' d what War could never ...
... upon her height Yet shows of what she was , when shell and ball Rebounding
idly on her strength did light ; A tower of victory ! from whence the flight Of baffled
foes was watch ' d along the plain : But Peace destroy ' d what War could never ...
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Since cause might be which skill could never find ; But he was phrenzied by
disease or woe , To that worst pitch of all , which wears a reasoning show , LXXXI
. for then he was inspired , and from him cáme , As from the Pythian ' s mystic
cave ...
Since cause might be which skill could never find ; But he was phrenzied by
disease or woe , To that worst pitch of all , which wears a reasoning show , LXXXI
. for then he was inspired , and from him cáme , As from the Pythian ' s mystic
cave ...
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My daughter ! with thy name thus much shall end I see thee not , - I hear thee not ,
but none Can be so wrapt in thee ; thou art the friend To whom the shadows of far
years extend : Albeit my brow thou never should ' st behold , My voice shall ...
My daughter ! with thy name thus much shall end I see thee not , - I hear thee not ,
but none Can be so wrapt in thee ; thou art the friend To whom the shadows of far
years extend : Albeit my brow thou never should ' st behold , My voice shall ...
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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.