Cantos III. and IVMacmillan and Company, Limited, 1899 |
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admiration allusion Alps Arqua Bards beauty beneath blood born breast breath brow Bucentaur Byron wrote called Canto Childe Harold CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE clouds dead death deep divine doth dust earth edition English eternal fall fame famous feeling Florence French gaze glory gondolier Greece Greek Greek mythology hate hath heart heaven immortal Italian Italy kings lake Laocoon light live Lord Byron Macbeth means Merchant of Venice MICHAEL MACMILLAN mind mother mountains Napoleon nature o'er ocean once passion Petrarch poem poet poet's poetical poetry proud Ravenna Rhine rhyme Roman Rome Rousseau ruin Sanguinetto says scene sewed Shelley shore smile song soul Spenser Spenserian stanza spirit stanza star statue storm Symplegades Tacitus Tasso temple thee thine things thou thought throne tomb tyrant unto Venetian Venice verse Voltaire W. T. WEBB Waterloo waves wert woes word Wordsworth young
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Стр. 16 - He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow; He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down on the hate of those below. Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked head, And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.
Стр. 88 - And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not— his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away...
Стр. 42 - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand, I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand...
Стр. 77 - There is the moral of all human tales; 'Tis but the same rehearsal of the past, First Freedom, and then Glory — when that fails, Wealth, vice, corruption, — barbarism at last. And History, with all her volumes vast, Hath but one page...
Стр. 33 - The sky is changed !— and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
Стр. 34 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe— into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Стр. 1 - Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child ! Ada ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled, And then we parted, — not as now we part, * But with a hope.
Стр. 3 - In soul and aspect as in age : years steal Fire from the mind as vigour from the limb ; And life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.
Стр. 32 - Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone ; A truth, which through our being then doth melt, And purifies from self: it is a tone, The soul and source of music, which makes known Eternal harmony, and sheds a charm Like to the fabled Cytherea's zone, Binding all things with beauty ; — 't would disarm The spectre Death, had he substantial power to harm.
Стр. 125 - They parted - ne'er to meet again! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs, which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.