The Works of Lord Byron: Embracing His Suppressed Poems, and a Sketch of His LifeCrosby, Nichols, Lee, 1861 - Всего страниц: 1071 |
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... fair and delicate complexion , large , was considerably increased by the death of her pa- dark eyes , and a profusion of auburn hair . This rents , a few years subsequent to her union with the lady almost entirely governed the movements ...
... fair and delicate complexion , large , was considerably increased by the death of her pa- dark eyes , and a profusion of auburn hair . This rents , a few years subsequent to her union with the lady almost entirely governed the movements ...
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... fair locks , and snowy hands Might shake the saintship of an anchorite , And long had fed his youthful appetite ; His goblets brimm'd with every costly wine , And all that mote to luxury invite , Without a sigh he left , to cross the ...
... fair locks , and snowy hands Might shake the saintship of an anchorite , And long had fed his youthful appetite ; His goblets brimm'd with every costly wine , And all that mote to luxury invite , Without a sigh he left , to cross the ...
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... fair Mount ! when Greece was See round thy giant base a brighter choir , [ young , Nor e'er did Delphi , when her priestess sung , The Pythian hymn with more than mortal fire , Behold a train more fitting to inspire The song of love ...
... fair Mount ! when Greece was See round thy giant base a brighter choir , [ young , Nor e'er did Delphi , when her priestess sung , The Pythian hymn with more than mortal fire , Behold a train more fitting to inspire The song of love ...
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... fair Cadiz ! yea , a long adieu ! Who may forget how well thy walls have stood When all were changing thou alone wert true First to be free and last to be subdued : And if amidst a scene , a shock so rude , Some native blood was seen ...
... fair Cadiz ! yea , a long adieu ! Who may forget how well thy walls have stood When all were changing thou alone wert true First to be free and last to be subdued : And if amidst a scene , a shock so rude , Some native blood was seen ...
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... fair Greece ! that looks on the Nor feels as lovers o'er the dust they loved : Dull is the eye that will not weep to ... fair sight , When the fresh breeze is fair as breeze may be , The white sail set , the gallant frigate tight ; Masts ...
... fair Greece ! that looks on the Nor feels as lovers o'er the dust they loved : Dull is the eye that will not weep to ... fair sight , When the fresh breeze is fair as breeze may be , The white sail set , the gallant frigate tight ; Masts ...
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Стр. 33 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed. The mustering squadron, and the clattering car. Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb. Or whispering with white lips — "The foe! They come! they come ! " And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering
Стр. 49 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Стр. 37 - In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier : Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy!
Стр. 183 - For time at last sets all things even — And if we do but watch the hour, There never yet was human power Which could evade, if unforgiven, The patient search and vigil long Of him who treasures up a wrong.
Стр. 33 - There have been tears and breaking hearts for thee, And mine were nothing, had I such to give; But when I stood beneath the fresh green tree, Which living waves where thou didst cease to live, And saw around me the wide field revive With fruits and fertile promise, and the Spring Come forth her work of gladness to contrive, With all her reckless birds upon the wing, I turn'd from all she brought to those she could not bring.
Стр. 167 - And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain; That iron is a cankering thing, For in these limbs its teeth remain, With marks that will not wear away...
Стр. 37 - Are not the mountains, waves, and skies, a part Of me and of my soul, as I of them? Is not the love of these deep in my heart With a pure passion? should I not contemn All objects, if compared with these?
Стр. 35 - 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 ! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath...
Стр. 215 - twere, anew, the gaps of centuries; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old!— The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.— 'Twas such a night!
Стр. 33 - 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...