The Works of Lord Byron: Manfred. Hebrew melodies. Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte. Monody of the death of Sheridan. Lament of Tasso. PoemsJohn Murray, 1821 |
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... natural fear , Nor fluttering throb , that beats with hopes or wishes , Or lurking love of something on the earth.- Now to my task.— Mysterious Agency ! Ye spirits of the unbounded Universe ! Whom I have sought in darkness and in light ...
... natural fear , Nor fluttering throb , that beats with hopes or wishes , Or lurking love of something on the earth.- Now to my task.— Mysterious Agency ! Ye spirits of the unbounded Universe ! Whom I have sought in darkness and in light ...
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... natural music of the mountain reed- For here the patriarchal days are not A pastoral fable - pipes in the liberal air , Mix'd with the sweet bells of the sauntering herd ; My soul would drink those echoes . - Oh , that I were The ...
... natural music of the mountain reed- For here the patriarchal days are not A pastoral fable - pipes in the liberal air , Mix'd with the sweet bells of the sauntering herd ; My soul would drink those echoes . - Oh , that I were The ...
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... nature , like own ; his knowledge and his powers and will , ar as is compatible with clay , ch clogs the etherial essence , have been such lay hath seldom borne ; his aspirations e been beyond the dwellers of the earth , they have only ...
... nature , like own ; his knowledge and his powers and will , ar as is compatible with clay , ch clogs the etherial essence , have been such lay hath seldom borne ; his aspirations e been beyond the dwellers of the earth , they have only ...
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... nature , are abroad , usy with thy name ; a noble name enturies ; may he who bears it now mit it unimpair'd ! N. Proceed , I listen . BOT . ' Tis said thou holdest converse with the things h are forbidden to the search of man ; with the ...
... nature , are abroad , usy with thy name ; a noble name enturies ; may he who bears it now mit it unimpair'd ! N. Proceed , I listen . BOT . ' Tis said thou holdest converse with the things h are forbidden to the search of man ; with the ...
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... nature down ; for he Must serve who fain would sway - and soothe - and sue- And watch all time - and pry into all place- And be a living lie - who would become A mighty thing amongst the mean , and such The mass are ; I disdain'd to ...
... nature down ; for he Must serve who fain would sway - and soothe - and sue- And watch all time - and pry into all place- And be a living lie - who would become A mighty thing amongst the mean , and such The mass are ; I disdain'd to ...
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Стр. 112 - But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail: And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Стр. 113 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord...
Стр. 82 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Стр. 78 - There were giants in the earth in those days ; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.
Стр. 81 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Стр. 68 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful ! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
Стр. 176 - I will not ask where thou liest low, Nor gaze upon the spot; There flowers or weeds at will may grow, So I behold them not: It is enough for me to prove That what I loved, and long must love, Like common earth can rot; To me there needs no stone to tell, Tis nothing that I loved so well.
Стр. 221 - FARE thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again: Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show!
Стр. 247 - The palaces of crowned kings - the huts, The habitations of all things which dwell, Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed, And men were gather'd round their blazing homes To look once more into each other's face...
Стр. 254 - Fair as herself— but the boy gazed on her; And both were young, and one was beautiful: And both were young— yet not alike in youth. As the sweet moon on the horizon's verge, The maid was on the eve of womanhood; The boy had fewer summers, but his heart Had far outgrown his years, and to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him: he had look'd Upon it till it could not pass away; He had no breath, no.