The works of ... lord Byron, Том 6 |
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... mine , But knowing well captivity , Sweet bird ! I could not wish for thine ! Or if it were , in winged guise , A visitant from Paradise ; 270 280 For - Heaven forgive that thought ! the while Which 20 THE PRISONER OF CHILLON .
... mine , But knowing well captivity , Sweet bird ! I could not wish for thine ! Or if it were , in winged guise , A visitant from Paradise ; 270 280 For - Heaven forgive that thought ! the while Which 20 THE PRISONER OF CHILLON .
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... thine ; And when winds are at war with the ocean , As the breasts I believed in with me , If their billows excite an emotion , It is that they bear me from thee . III . Though the rock of my last hope is shiver'd , And its fragments are ...
... thine ; And when winds are at war with the ocean , As the breasts I believed in with me , If their billows excite an emotion , It is that they bear me from thee . III . Though the rock of my last hope is shiver'd , And its fragments are ...
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... annihilate , Refused thee even the boon to die : The wretched gift eternity Was thine - and thou hast borne it well . All that the Thunderer wrung from thee Was but the menace which flung back On him the PROMETHEUS . 57.
... annihilate , Refused thee even the boon to die : The wretched gift eternity Was thine - and thou hast borne it well . All that the Thunderer wrung from thee Was but the menace which flung back On him the PROMETHEUS . 57.
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... , And strengthen Man with his own mind ; But baffled as thou wert from high , Still in thy patient energy , In the endurance , and repulse Of thine impenetrable Spirit , Which Earth and Heaven could not convulse , A mighty 58 PROMETHEUS .
... , And strengthen Man with his own mind ; But baffled as thou wert from high , Still in thy patient energy , In the endurance , and repulse Of thine impenetrable Spirit , Which Earth and Heaven could not convulse , A mighty 58 PROMETHEUS .
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... thine adjuration bow'd , Mortal - be thy wish avow'd ! Voice of the SECOND SPIRIT . Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains , They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks , in a robe of clouds , With a diadem of snow . Around his waist ...
... thine adjuration bow'd , Mortal - be thy wish avow'd ! Voice of the SECOND SPIRIT . Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains , They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks , in a robe of clouds , With a diadem of snow . Around his waist ...
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ABBOT Alps answer Arimanes art thou ASTARTE battlement beautiful beneath bird blood Bonnivard breath brow castle chain CHAMOIS HUNTER change came o'er clay clouds cold curse darkness death despair destiny doth dread dream dungeon dwell earth eternal Exit MANFRED eyes fatal fate fear feel Ferrara fetters Gadara Geneve grave grew grief hand hath heart heaven her's HERMAN holy hour immortal knew light live look madness Magian MANUEL mind mix'd monarch mortal mountain NEMESIS night nivard o'er the spirit ocean Pausanias pause perish'd PRISONER OF CHILLON qu'il rise rocks SCENE seem'd shadow silent slumber smile solitude SONNET soul speak star stood strange sunbeams sunbow's tears thee thine things thou art thou didst thou dost thoughts thyself torrent torture twas twere Twill voice walls wandering wave wind WITCH words wouldst thou wreck wretched ΜΑΝ Аввот
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Стр. 2 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Стр. 21 - Lone — as a solitary cloud, A single cloud on a sunny day, While all the rest of heaven is clear, A frown upon the atmosphere, That hath no business to appear When skies are blue, and earth is gay.
Стр. 31 - Then when nature around me is smiling, The last smile which answers to mine, I do not believe it beguiling, Because it reminds me of thine; And when winds are at war with the ocean, As the breasts I believed in with me, If their billows excite an emotion, It is that they bear me from thee.
Стр. 52 - That in the antique oratory shook His bosom in its solitude; and then — As in that hour — a moment o'er his face The tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced — and then it faded as it came...
Стр. 168 - 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. 45 - Not by the sport of nature, but of man: These two, a maiden and a youth, were there Gazing — the one on all that was beneath 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...
Стр. 20 - It seem'd like me to want a mate, But was not half so desolate ; And it was come to love me when None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink, Had brought me back to feel and think. 1 know not if it late were free, Or broke its cage to perch on mine, But knowing well captivity, Sweet bird ! I could not wish for thine...
Стр. 7 - Twas still some solace, in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth. To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each With some new hope, or legend old, Or song heroically bold ; But even these at length grew cold.
Стр. 44 - The dread of vanish'd shadows. Are they so ? Is not the past all shadow ! What are they ' Creations of the mind ? The mind can make Substance, and people planets of its own With beings brighter than have been, — and give A breath to forms which can outlive all flesh.
Стр. 8 - I ought to do — and did my best; And each did well in his degree. The youngest, whom my father loved, Because our mother's brow was given To him, with eyes as blue as heaven — For him my soul was sorely moved.