The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His WorksT. Davison, 1824 - Всего страниц: 212 |
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... appear , And gathering storms around convulse the closing year . THE VISION OF ALP THE RENEGADE . He sate him down at a pillar's base , And passed his hand athwart his face ; Like one in dreary musing mood , Declining was his attitude ...
... appear , And gathering storms around convulse the closing year . THE VISION OF ALP THE RENEGADE . He sate him down at a pillar's base , And passed his hand athwart his face ; Like one in dreary musing mood , Declining was his attitude ...
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... appears Whose virtues , like thine , still increase with its years ? Yet if bless'd to the utmost that love can bestow , Should a rival bow down to our idol below , We are jealous ! who's not ? thou hast no such alloy , For the more ...
... appears Whose virtues , like thine , still increase with its years ? Yet if bless'd to the utmost that love can bestow , Should a rival bow down to our idol below , We are jealous ! who's not ? thou hast no such alloy , For the more ...
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... appear , For sorrow is our element ; Delight An Eden kept afar from sight , Though sometimes with our visions blent . The hour is near Which tells me we are not B 2 BYRON . 9 Though through space infinite and hoary ...
... appear , For sorrow is our element ; Delight An Eden kept afar from sight , Though sometimes with our visions blent . The hour is near Which tells me we are not B 2 BYRON . 9 Though through space infinite and hoary ...
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... Appear ! Appear ! Seraph ! My own Azaziel ! be but here , And leave the stars to their own light ! THE DEMON OF BATTLE . Hark ! heard you not those hoofs of dreadful note ? Sounds not the clang of conflict on the heath ? Saw ye not whom ...
... Appear ! Appear ! Seraph ! My own Azaziel ! be but here , And leave the stars to their own light ! THE DEMON OF BATTLE . Hark ! heard you not those hoofs of dreadful note ? Sounds not the clang of conflict on the heath ? Saw ye not whom ...
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... appears , His gory chest unveils life's panting source ; Though death - struck , still his feeble frame he rears ; Staggering , but stemming all , his lord unharm'd he bears . Foil'd , bleeding , breathless , furious to the last , Full ...
... appears , His gory chest unveils life's panting source ; Though death - struck , still his feeble frame he rears ; Staggering , but stemming all , his lord unharm'd he bears . Foil'd , bleeding , breathless , furious to the last , Full ...
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Стр. 66 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ! Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one...
Стр. 52 - 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. 66 - Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise — we come, we come!
Стр. 148 - O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home!
Стр. 146 - Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Стр. 66 - On Suli's rock and Parga's shore Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore ; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heraclcidan blood might own.
Стр. 117 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
Стр. 63 - 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!
Стр. 150 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom...
Стр. 164 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been...