The works of lord Byron, Том 1 |
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... loneliness delight . There mildly dimpling , Ocean's cheek Reflects the tints of many a peak Caught by the laughing tides that lave These Edens of the eastern wave : And if at times a transient breeze Break the blue crystal of the seas ...
... loneliness delight . There mildly dimpling , Ocean's cheek Reflects the tints of many a peak Caught by the laughing tides that lave These Edens of the eastern wave : And if at times a transient breeze Break the blue crystal of the seas ...
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... lonely Spider's thin gray pall Waves slowly widening o'er the wall ; The Bat builds in his Haram bower ; And in the fortress of his power The Owl usurps the beacon - tower ; The wild - dog howls o'er the fountain's brim , 14 THE GIAOUR .
... lonely Spider's thin gray pall Waves slowly widening o'er the wall ; The Bat builds in his Haram bower ; And in the fortress of his power The Owl usurps the beacon - tower ; The wild - dog howls o'er the fountain's brim , 14 THE GIAOUR .
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... lonely dell . There sleeps as true an Osmanlie As e'er at Mecca bent the knee ; As ever scorn'd forbidden wine , Or pray'd with face towards the shrine , In orisons resumed anew At solemn sound of " Alla Hu ! " ( 33 ) Yet died he by a ...
... lonely dell . There sleeps as true an Osmanlie As e'er at Mecca bent the knee ; As ever scorn'd forbidden wine , Or pray'd with face towards the shrine , In orisons resumed anew At solemn sound of " Alla Hu ! " ( 33 ) Yet died he by a ...
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... lonely shore , ' I saw him urge as fleet a steed " As ever served a horseman's need . " But once I saw that face , yet then " It was so mark'd with inward pain , " I could not pass it by again ; " It breathes the same dark spirit now ...
... lonely shore , ' I saw him urge as fleet a steed " As ever served a horseman's need . " But once I saw that face , yet then " It was so mark'd with inward pain , " I could not pass it by again ; " It breathes the same dark spirit now ...
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... lonely wreck on fortune's shore , ' Mid sullen calm , and silent bay , Unseen to drop by dull decay ; - Better to sink beneath the shock Than moulder piecemeal on the rock ! * * * * " Father ! thy days have` pass'd in peace , " ' Mid ...
... lonely wreck on fortune's shore , ' Mid sullen calm , and silent bay , Unseen to drop by dull decay ; - Better to sink beneath the shock Than moulder piecemeal on the rock ! * * * * " Father ! thy days have` pass'd in peace , " ' Mid ...
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Стр. 321 - 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.
Стр. 318 - A light broke in upon my brain, — It was the carol of a bird; It ceased, and then it came again, The sweetest song ear ever heard, And mine was thankful till my eyes Ran over with the glad surprise, And they that moment could not see I was the mate of misery.
Стр. 321 - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count, I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote...
Стр. 307 - ETERNAL spirit of the chainless mind ! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty, thou art ! For there thy habitation is the heart, — The heart which love of thee alone can bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consigned, — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Стр. 309 - MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears :+ My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare...
Стр. 315 - Most cherish'd since his natal hour, His mother's image in fair face. The infant love of all his race.
Стр. 93 - SLOW sinks, more lovely ere his race be run,' Along Morea's hills the setting sun ; Not, as in Northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light ! O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows.
Стр. 315 - Oh, God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...