The Works of George Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Том 11 |
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... verse ) or Drama , from which the Incantation ' is an extract , begun last summer in Switzerland , is finished : it is in three acts , but of a very wild , metaphysical , and inexplicable kind . Almost all the persons- but two or three ...
... verse ) or Drama , from which the Incantation ' is an extract , begun last summer in Switzerland , is finished : it is in three acts , but of a very wild , metaphysical , and inexplicable kind . Almost all the persons- but two or three ...
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... verses were written in Switzerland , in 1816 , and transmitted to England for publication , with the third canto of Childe Harold . " As they were written , " says Mr. Moore , " immediately after the last fruitless And the meteor on the ...
... verses were written in Switzerland , in 1816 , and transmitted to England for publication , with the third canto of Childe Harold . " As they were written , " says Mr. Moore , " immediately after the last fruitless And the meteor on the ...
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... verse Hath baptized thee with a curse ; And a spirit of the air Hath begirt thee with a snare ; In the wind there is a voice Shall forbid thee to rejoice ; And to thee shall Night deny All the quiet of her sky ; And the day shall have a ...
... verse Hath baptized thee with a curse ; And a spirit of the air Hath begirt thee with a snare ; In the wind there is a voice Shall forbid thee to rejoice ; And to thee shall Night deny All the quiet of her sky ; And the day shall have a ...
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... verse , — Go to the fate which pride and lust prepare ! ' The allies , highly incensed at this infamous action , joined Cimon to besiege him in Byzantium . But he found means to escape thence ; and , as he was still haunted by the ...
... verse , — Go to the fate which pride and lust prepare ! ' The allies , highly incensed at this infamous action , joined Cimon to besiege him in Byzantium . But he found means to escape thence ; and , as he was still haunted by the ...
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... daugh- ters of men , and they bare children to them , the same became mighty men which were of old , men of renown . " — Genesis , ch . vi . verses 2 and 4 . To whom the gifts of life and warmth have been 60 ACT III . MANFRED .
... daugh- ters of men , and they bare children to them , the same became mighty men which were of old , men of renown . " — Genesis , ch . vi . verses 2 and 4 . To whom the gifts of life and warmth have been 60 ACT III . MANFRED .
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Стр. 35 - She had the same lone thoughts and wanderings, The quest of hidden knowledge, and a mind To comprehend the universe : nor these Alone, but with them gentler powers than mine, Pity, and smiles, and tears — which I had not ; And tenderness — but that I had for her ; Humility — and that I never had. Her faults were mine — her virtues were her own — I loved her, and destroy'd her ! Witch.
Стр. 29 - It is not noon— the Sunbow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse.
Стр. 66 - Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watch-dog bayed beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...
Стр. 21 - Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar, with our mixed essence, make A conflict of its elements, and breathe The breath of degradation and of pride, Contending with low wants and lofty will, Till our mortality predominates, And men are — what they name not to themselves, And trust not to each other.
Стр. 23 - Ye toppling crags of ice ! Ye avalanches, whom a breath draws down In mountainous o'erwhelming, come and crush me ! I hear ye momently above, beneath, • Crash with a frequent conflict ; but ye pass, And only fall on things that still would live ; On the young flourishing forest, or the hut And hamlet of the harmless villager.
Стр. 59 - This should have been a noble creature: he Hath all the energy which would have made A goodly frame of glorious elements, Had they been wisely mingled; as it is, It is an awful chaos— Light and Darkness— And mind and dust— and passions and pure thoughts Mixed, and contending without end or order,— All dormant or destructive.
Стр. 60 - Themselves in orisons ! Thou material God ! And representative of the Unknown — Who chose thee for his shadow ! Thou chief star ! Centre of many stars ! which mak'st our earth Endurable, and temperest the hues And hearts of all who walk within thy rays...
Стр. 12 - The Glacier's cold and restless mass Moves onward day by day ; But I am he who bids it pass, Or with its ice delay.
Стр. 70 - Thou didst not tempt me, and thou couldst not tempt me; I have not been thy dupe nor am thy prey, But was my own destroyer, and will be My own hereafter. — Back, ye baffled fiends ! The hand of death is on me — but not yours ! [The Demons disappear.
Стр. 54 - Old man ! there is no power in holy men, Nor charm in prayer, nor purifying form Of penitence, nor outward look, nor fast, Nor agony — nor, greater than all these, The innate tortures of that deep despair. Which is remorse without the fear of hell, But all in all sufficient to itself Would make a hell of heaven — can exorcise From out the...