The poetical works of lord Byron, with illustr. by K. Halswelle |
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... shore ; For the wild bird the busy springes set , Or spread beneath the sun the dripping net ; Gaze where some distant sail a speck supplies , With all the thirsting eye of Enterprise ; Tell o'er the tales of many a night of toil , And ...
... shore ; For the wild bird the busy springes set , Or spread beneath the sun the dripping net ; Gaze where some distant sail a speck supplies , With all the thirsting eye of Enterprise ; Tell o'er the tales of many a night of toil , And ...
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... shore , The shout , the signal , and the dashing oar ; As marks his eye the seaboy on the mast , The anchors rise , the sails unfurling fast , The waving kerchiefs of the crowd that urge That mute adieu to those who stem the surge ; And ...
... shore , The shout , the signal , and the dashing oar ; As marks his eye the seaboy on the mast , The anchors rise , the sails unfurling fast , The waving kerchiefs of the crowd that urge That mute adieu to those who stem the surge ; And ...
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... shore and seek To flesh their glowing valour on the Greek ; How well such deed becomes the turban'd brave To bare the sabre's edge before a slave ! Infest his dwelling - but forbear to slay , Their arms are strong , yet merciful to ...
... shore and seek To flesh their glowing valour on the Greek ; How well such deed becomes the turban'd brave To bare the sabre's edge before a slave ! Infest his dwelling - but forbear to slay , Their arms are strong , yet merciful to ...
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... shore ; I only mark'd the glorious sun and sky , Too bright - too blue - for my captivity ; And felt - that all which Freedom's bosom cheers , Must break my chain before it dried my tears . This may'st thou judge , at least , from my ...
... shore ; I only mark'd the glorious sun and sky , Too bright - too blue - for my captivity ; And felt - that all which Freedom's bosom cheers , Must break my chain before it dried my tears . This may'st thou judge , at least , from my ...
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... shore and fiery waves ; Nought heeded they the Pacha's angry cry , They seize that Dervise ! -seize on Zatanai ! He saw their terror - check'd the first despair That urged him but to stand and perish there , Since far too early and too ...
... shore and fiery waves ; Nought heeded they the Pacha's angry cry , They seize that Dervise ! -seize on Zatanai ! He saw their terror - check'd the first despair That urged him but to stand and perish there , Since far too early and too ...
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Adah arms bear beauty behold beneath better blood bosom breast breath bright brow Cain chief clouds dare dark dead dear death deeds deep dread dream dwell earth face fair fall fame fate father fear feel fire foes gaze give glory grave hand hast hate hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour knew land late least leave less light live look Lord Lucifer meet mind mortal mountains nature ne'er never night o'er once pass past rest rise round scarce scene seen shore sigh sleep smile song soul sound speak spirit star sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought true turn twas voice walls waters wave weep wild wind wing young youth
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Стр. 219 - There were giants in the earth in those days ; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.
Стр. 565 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now. What am I ? Nothing : but not so art thou, Soul of my thought ! with whom I traverse earth, Invisible but gazing, as I glow Mix'd with thy spirit, blended with thy birth, And feeling still with thee in my crush'd feelings
Стр. 452 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Стр. 309 - And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride ; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail : And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Стр. 641 - The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! "Where burning Sappho loved and sung, — Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The...
Стр. 172 - 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.
Стр. 643 - Trust not for freedom to the Franks— They have a king who buys and sells; In native swords, and native ranks, The only hope of courage dwells: But Turkish force, and Latin fraud, Would break your shield, however broad. Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! Our virgins dance beneath the shade — I see their glorious black eyes shine; But gazing on each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves.
Стр. 221 - 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. 74 - Bequeathed by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft is ever won. Bear witness, Greece, thy living page, Attest it many a deathless age ! While kings, in dusty darkness hid, Have left a nameless pyramid, Thy heroes, though the general doom Hath swept the column from their tomb, A mightier monument command, The mountains of their native land...
Стр. 299 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.