The Works of Lord Byron: In Verse and Prose. Including His Letters, Journals, Etc., with a Sketch of His LifeSilas Andrus & son, 1853 - Всего страниц: 946 |
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... arrived at Constantinople on the 13th May , sary . On the 3d of November they returned and remained there about three months , from Tepelene through Joannina to Pre- during which time Lord Byron was pre- vesa , and on the 15th ...
... arrived at Constantinople on the 13th May , sary . On the 3d of November they returned and remained there about three months , from Tepelene through Joannina to Pre- during which time Lord Byron was pre- vesa , and on the 15th ...
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... arrival at Missolonghi of and had continued with him until a short a Greek fleet which had been long expected , time previous to his leaving Ravenna , induced him to believe that the time had when he placed her in a convent not far arrived ...
... arrival at Missolonghi of and had continued with him until a short a Greek fleet which had been long expected , time previous to his leaving Ravenna , induced him to believe that the time had when he placed her in a convent not far arrived ...
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... arrived in the early part chamber , and his disorder continued to in ef February , under the care of Captain crease in strength and danger hourly ull the Parry , an English officer of engineers sent 17th , when he was prevailed upon to ...
... arrived in the early part chamber , and his disorder continued to in ef February , under the care of Captain crease in strength and danger hourly ull the Parry , an English officer of engineers sent 17th , when he was prevailed upon to ...
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... arrived , and most probably never will . However , written under great depression of spirits , and during se I have eased my own conscience by the atonement , which is humiliating enough to one of my disposition , yet I could not have ...
... arrived , and most probably never will . However , written under great depression of spirits , and during se I have eased my own conscience by the atonement , which is humiliating enough to one of my disposition , yet I could not have ...
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... arrived - Russians beat - a bad set , eat nothing but oil , consequently must melt before a hard fire . I get awkward in my academic habiliments for want of practice . Got up in a window to hear the oratorio at St. Mary's , popped down ...
... arrived - Russians beat - a bad set , eat nothing but oil , consequently must melt before a hard fire . I get awkward in my academic habiliments for want of practice . Got up in a window to hear the oratorio at St. Mary's , popped down ...
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Стр. 23 - 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! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Стр. 37 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more...
Стр. 22 - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction : once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
Стр. 23 - All heaven and earth are still — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most ; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep...
Стр. 18 - Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall moulder, cold and low.
Стр. 16 - 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. — Awaking with a start, The waters heave around me ; and on high The winds lift up their voices : I depart, Whither I know not ; but the hour's gone by, When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
Стр. 22 - 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. 23 - A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Стр. 15 - tis haunted, holy ground, No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould, But one vast realm of wonder spreads around, And all the Muse's tales seem truly told, Till the sense aches with gazing to behold The scenes our earliest dreams have dwelt upon: Each hill and dale, each deepening glen and wold Defies the power which crush'd thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon.
Стр. 20 - And peasant girls, with deep blue eyes, And hands which offer early flowers, Walk smiling o'er this paradise ; Above, the frequent feudal towers Through green leaves lift their walls of gray, And many a rock which steeply lowers, And noble arch in proud decay, Look o'er this vale of vintage-bowers.