The works of lord Byron, Том 1 |
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... TALE . " One fatal remembrance - one sorrow that throwз " Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes- " To which Life nothing darker nor brighter can bring , " For which joy hath no balm - and affliction no sting . " B VOL . II ...
... TALE . " One fatal remembrance - one sorrow that throwз " Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes- " To which Life nothing darker nor brighter can bring , " For which joy hath no balm - and affliction no sting . " B VOL . II ...
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... TALE, " One. Page THE GIAOUR 1 Notes . . 51 THE CORSAIR. Canto I. . 67 Canto II. • f • . 89 Canto III. .109 Notes . 135 LARA. Canto I. • • . 1*5 Canto II. • . . . 169 Note . 191 THE RRIDE OF ABYDOS. Canto I. . 199 Canto II. . 217 Notes ...
... TALE, " One. Page THE GIAOUR 1 Notes . . 51 THE CORSAIR. Canto I. . 67 Canto II. • f • . 89 Canto III. .109 Notes . 135 LARA. Canto I. • • . 1*5 Canto II. • . . . 169 Note . 191 THE RRIDE OF ABYDOS. Canto I. . 199 Canto II. . 217 Notes ...
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... PARISINA Notes THE PRISONER OF CHILLON Sonnet on Chillon Notes BEPPO Notes MAZEPPA Page 1 51 67 89 109 135 145 169 · 191 · 199 • 217 243 253 295 299 · 327 • 331 • 333 349 • 353 389 391 THE GIAOUR , A FRAGMENT OF A TURKISH TALE .
... PARISINA Notes THE PRISONER OF CHILLON Sonnet on Chillon Notes BEPPO Notes MAZEPPA Page 1 51 67 89 109 135 145 169 · 191 · 199 • 217 243 253 295 299 · 327 • 331 • 333 349 • 353 389 391 THE GIAOUR , A FRAGMENT OF A TURKISH TALE .
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... tale , And they who listen may believe , Who heard it first had cause to grieve . * * * Far , dark , along the blue sea glancing , The shadows of the rocks advancing , Start on the fisher's eye like boat Of island - pirate or Mainote ...
... tale , And they who listen may believe , Who heard it first had cause to grieve . * * * Far , dark , along the blue sea glancing , The shadows of the rocks advancing , Start on the fisher's eye like boat Of island - pirate or Mainote ...
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... TALE . " One fatal remembrance - one sorrow that throwз " Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes- " To which Life nothing darker nor brighter can bring , " For which joy hath no balm - and affliction no sting . " B VOL . II ...
... TALE . " One fatal remembrance - one sorrow that throwз " Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes- " To which Life nothing darker nor brighter can bring , " For which joy hath no balm - and affliction no sting . " B VOL . II ...
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accents Amaun apostolic palace arms band beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath brow call'd calpac Cavalier Servente cheek Conrad dare dark dead death deed deep despair doom dread dream earth faithless fate fear feel fell fix'd foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven Hellespont hope horsetails hour Houris knew Lara Lara's light limbs lips lonely look look'd Mazeppa Moslem Mussulman ne'er never night Note nought numbers o'er once Pacha pale Parisina pass'd perchance pride rest rose round scarce seem'd Selim she-the shore sigh silent sire slave smile sooth soul sound stamp'd steed stern stood strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought Timariot turban Turkish turn'd Twas Venice voice wall wave Whate'er wild wind words wound youth Zuleika
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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...