The works of lord Byron, Том 4 |
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... grave , In turn he tried - he ransack'd all below , And found his recompense in joy or woe , No tame , trite medium ; for his feelings sought In that intenseness an escape from thought : The tempest of his heart in scorn had gazed On ...
... grave , In turn he tried - he ransack'd all below , And found his recompense in joy or woe , No tame , trite medium ; for his feelings sought In that intenseness an escape from thought : The tempest of his heart in scorn had gazed On ...
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... grave . XII . " Twas midnight - all was slumber ; the lone light Dimm'd in the lamp , as loth to break the night . Hark ! there be murmurs heard in Lara's hall— A sound - a voice - a shriek - a fearful call ! A long , loud shriek - and ...
... grave . XII . " Twas midnight - all was slumber ; the lone light Dimm'd in the lamp , as loth to break the night . Hark ! there be murmurs heard in Lara's hall— A sound - a voice - a shriek - a fearful call ! A long , loud shriek - and ...
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... grave . What better name may slumber's bed become ? Night's sepulchre , the universal home , Where weakness , strength , vice , virtue , sunk supine , Alike in naked helplessness recline ; Glad for awhile to heave unconscious breath ...
... grave . What better name may slumber's bed become ? Night's sepulchre , the universal home , Where weakness , strength , vice , virtue , sunk supine , Alike in naked helplessness recline ; Glad for awhile to heave unconscious breath ...
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... grave . V. They raised the bleeding Otho , and the Leech Forbade all present question , sign , and speech ; The others met within a neighbouring hall , And he , incensed and heedless of them all , The cause and conqueror in this sudden ...
... grave . V. They raised the bleeding Otho , and the Leech Forbade all present question , sign , and speech ; The others met within a neighbouring hall , And he , incensed and heedless of them all , The cause and conqueror in this sudden ...
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... graves ! Such is their cry - some watchword for the fight Must vindicate the wrong , and warp the right : Religion - freedom - vengeance - what you will , A word's enough to raise mankind to kill ; Some factious phrase by cunning caught ...
... graves ! Such is their cry - some watchword for the fight Must vindicate the wrong , and warp the right : Religion - freedom - vengeance - what you will , A word's enough to raise mankind to kill ; Some factious phrase by cunning caught ...
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accents apostolic palace appear'd beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom bound breast breath brow call'd Cavalier Servente Charles XII cheek CHILLON cold dare dark dead death deep dread dream dungeon earth Ezzelin faint falchion fame fate fear feel fell felt fix'd forgot gather'd gazed Geneve Giorgione glance grave grew half hand hath head heard heart heaven Hetman hope horsetails hour Kaled knew Lara Lara's Laura less limbs lips look look'd Mazeppa Minotti mix'd ne'er never night nought numbers o'er once Otho Otho's Parisina pass'd past Pleiad PRISONER OF CHILLON renegado rest roll'd round scarce seem'd seen shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh sire smile soul sound spake steed stood tale tears thee thine things thou thought thousand Turcoman turn'd twas Venice voice wall waves Whate'er wild words wound youth
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Стр. 161 - To him, with eyes as blue as heaven— For him my soul was sorely moved ; And truly might it be...
Стр. 157 - MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears :+ My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare...
Стр. 123 - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly dark, and darkly pure, ' Which follows the decline of day, As twilight melts beneath the moon away.
Стр. 171 - But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing Of gentle breath and hue.
Стр. 165 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind...
Стр. 155 - 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. 231 - ... ayant été découverte, le mari le fit lier tout nu sur un cheval farouche, et le laissa aller en cet état. Le cheval, qui était du pays de l'Ukraine, y retourna, et y porta Mazeppa demi-mort de fatigue et de faim. Quelques paysans le secoururent : il resta longtemps parmi eux, et se signala dans plusieurs courses contre les Tartares.
Стр. 166 - In this last loss, of all the most ; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less...
Стр. 16 - A thing of dark imaginings, that shaped By choice the perils he by chance escaped ; But 'scaped in vain, for in their memory yet His mind would half exult and half regret...
Стр. 201 - I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth. And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in, That not a single accent seems uncouth, Like our harsh northern whistling, grunting guttural, Which we're obliged to hiss, and spit, and sputter all.