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In my youth ' s summer I did sing of One , The wandering outlaw of his own dark
mind ; Again I seize the theme then but begun , And bear it with me , as the
rushing wind Bears the cloud onwards : in that Tale I find The furrows of long
thought ...
In my youth ' s summer I did sing of One , The wandering outlaw of his own dark
mind ; Again I seize the theme then but begun , And bear it with me , as the
rushing wind Bears the cloud onwards : in that Tale I find The furrows of long
thought ...
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... strife , Cut to his heart again with the keen knife Of silent , sharp endurance : he
can tell . Why thought seeks refuge in lone caves , yet rise With airy images , and
shapes which dwell Still unimpair ' d , though old , in the soul ' s haunted cell .
... strife , Cut to his heart again with the keen knife Of silent , sharp endurance : he
can tell . Why thought seeks refuge in lone caves , yet rise With airy images , and
shapes which dwell Still unimpair ' d , though old , in the soul ' s haunted cell .
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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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But soon he knew himself the most unfit Of men to herd with Man ; with whom he
held Little in common ; untaught to submit His thoughts to others , though his soul
was quell ' d In youth by his own thougts ; still uncompell ' d , He would not yield ...
But soon he knew himself the most unfit Of men to herd with Man ; with whom he
held Little in common ; untaught to submit His thoughts to others , though his soul
was quell ' d In youth by his own thougts ; still uncompell ' d , He would not yield ...
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Sager than in thy fortunes ; for in them Ambition steel ' d thee on too far to show
That just habitual scorn which could contemn Men and their thoughts ; ' was wise
to feel , not so To wear it ever on thy lip and brow , And spurn the instruments ...
Sager than in thy fortunes ; for in them Ambition steel ' d thee on too far to show
That just habitual scorn which could contemn Men and their thoughts ; ' was wise
to feel , not so To wear it ever on thy lip and brow , And spurn the instruments ...
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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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