The Complete Poetical Works of Lord ByronHoughton Mifflin, 1905 - Всего страниц: 1055 |
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... walls . X XLVII Not so the rustic ; with his trembling inate He lurks , nor casts his heavy eye afar , Lest he should view his vineyard deso- late , Blasted below the dun hot breath of war . No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star ...
... walls . X XLVII Not so the rustic ; with his trembling inate He lurks , nor casts his heavy eye afar , Lest he should view his vineyard deso- late , Blasted below the dun hot breath of war . No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star ...
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... walls he loved to shield before . XV Cold is the heart , fair Greece , that looks on thee , Nor feels as lovers o'er the dust they loved ; Dull is the eye that will not weep to see Thy walls defaced , thy mouldering shrines removed 130 ...
... walls he loved to shield before . XV Cold is the heart , fair Greece , that looks on thee , Nor feels as lovers o'er the dust they loved ; Dull is the eye that will not weep to see Thy walls defaced , thy mouldering shrines removed 130 ...
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... walls glisten fair on high : Here dwells the caloyer , nor rude is he , Nor niggard of his cheer ; the passer by Is welcome still ; nor heedless will he flee 440 From hence , if he delight kind Nature's sheen to see . L Here in the ...
... walls glisten fair on high : Here dwells the caloyer , nor rude is he , Nor niggard of his cheer ; the passer by Is welcome still ; nor heedless will he flee 440 From hence , if he delight kind Nature's sheen to see . L Here in the ...
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... walls , where Ruin greenly dwells . XLVII And there they stand , as stands a lofty mind , Worn , but unstooping to the baser crowd , All tenantless , save to the crannying wind , Or holding dark communion with the cloud . There was a ...
... walls , where Ruin greenly dwells . XLVII And there they stand , as stands a lofty mind , Worn , but unstooping to the baser crowd , All tenantless , save to the crannying wind , Or holding dark communion with the cloud . There was a ...
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... walls along them shine , Have strew'd a scene , which I should see With double joy wert thou with me . 2 And peasant girls , with deep blue eyes And hands which offer early flowers , Walk smiling o'er this paradise ; Above , the ...
... walls along them shine , Have strew'd a scene , which I should see With double joy wert thou with me . 2 And peasant girls , with deep blue eyes And hands which offer early flowers , Walk smiling o'er this paradise ; Above , the ...
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Стр. 38 - 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 Blushed 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: who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise!
Стр. 38 - 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.— But hark!
Стр. 81 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Стр. 38 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd 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 look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell!
Стр. 43 - 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. 44 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round; The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine!
Стр. 311 - These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own ; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires ; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear...
Стр. 55 - Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers: And such she was;— her daughters had their dowers From spoils of nations, and the exhaustless East Pour'd in her lap all gems in sparkling showers.
Стр. 213 - OUR life is two-fold: Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep hath its own world, And a wide realm of wild reality. And dreams in their development have breath, And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy; They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts, They take a weight from off our waking toils, They do divide our being...
Стр. 49 - All heaven and earth are still — though not in sleep But breathless, as we grow when feeling most; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep : — All heaven and earth are still : From the high host Of stars, to the lull'd lake and mountain-coast, All is concenter'd in a life intense, Where not a beam, nor air, nor leaf is lost, But hath a part of being, and a sense Of that which is of all Creator and defence.