The works of lord Byron, Том 3 |
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... wait " Till here they hunt us to undoubted fate ; “ And , if my plan but hold , and Fortune smile , " We'll furnish mourners for our funeral - pile . 66 Ay - let them slumber - peaceful be their dreams ! " Morn ne'er awoke them with ...
... wait " Till here they hunt us to undoubted fate ; “ And , if my plan but hold , and Fortune smile , " We'll furnish mourners for our funeral - pile . 66 Ay - let them slumber - peaceful be their dreams ! " Morn ne'er awoke them with ...
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... Waits but my chief- 99 66 My sword , and my capote . " Soon firmly girded on , and lightly slung , His belt and cloak were o'er his shoulders flung ; " Call Pedro here ! " He comes - and Conrad bends , With all the courtesy he deign'd ...
... Waits but my chief- 99 66 My sword , and my capote . " Soon firmly girded on , and lightly slung , His belt and cloak were o'er his shoulders flung ; " Call Pedro here ! " He comes - and Conrad bends , With all the courtesy he deign'd ...
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... wait , Bows his bent head - his hand salutes the floor , Ere yet his tongue the trusted tidings bore : " A captive Dervise , from the pirate's nest 66 Escaped , is here - himself would tell the rest . " He took the sign from Seyd's ...
... wait , Bows his bent head - his hand salutes the floor , Ere yet his tongue the trusted tidings bore : " A captive Dervise , from the pirate's nest 66 Escaped , is here - himself would tell the rest . " He took the sign from Seyd's ...
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... wait ; Where wild Amazement shrieking - kneeling - throws The sword aside - in vain - the blood o'erflows ! The Corsairs pouring , haste to where within Invited Conrad's bugle , and the din Of groaning victims , and wild cries for life ...
... wait ; Where wild Amazement shrieking - kneeling - throws The sword aside - in vain - the blood o'erflows ! The Corsairs pouring , haste to where within Invited Conrad's bugle , and the din Of groaning victims , and wild cries for life ...
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... waited for that single sail . The night - breeze freshens - she that day had past In watching all that Hope proclaim'd a mast ; Sadly she sate - on high - Impatience bore At last her footsteps to the midnight shore , And there she ...
... waited for that single sail . The night - breeze freshens - she that day had past In watching all that Hope proclaim'd a mast ; Sadly she sate - on high - Impatience bore At last her footsteps to the midnight shore , And there she ...
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accents apostolic palace appear'd band beheld beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath brow Cavalier Servente Cephisus chain cheek chief Conrad Corsair dare dark dead death deeds deep doom dread dream earth Ezzelin fair falchion fame fate fear feel fell fetter'd fix'd gazed Geneve Giaour Giorgione glance grew grief Gulnare hand hate hath head heard heart heaven heroic couplet hope hour Kaled knew Lara Lara's Laura light limbs lips lone look look'd ne'er never night Note numbers o'er once Otho Pacha Parisina pass'd pride PRISONER OF CHILLON renegado rest roll'd scarce seem'd Seyd shore show'd SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent slave smile sought soul spirit stern stood strife sunk tale tears thee thine thou thought Turcoman turn'd twas Venice voice wall waves Whate'er wild wonted words youth
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Стр. 7 - 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. 282 - For he would never thus have flown, And left me twice so doubly lone, Lone — as the corse within its shroud. Lone — as a solitary cloud, A single cloud on a sunny day, While all the rest of heaven is clear, A frown upon the atmosphere That hath no business to appear When skies are blue and earth is gay.
Стр. 273 - As to young eagles, being free) — A polar day, which will not see A sunset till its summer's gone, Its sleepless summer of long light, The snow-clad offspring of the sun: And thus he was as pure and bright, And in his natural spirit gay, With tears for nought but others...
Стр. 271 - And through the crevice and the cleft Of the thick wall is fallen and left; Creeping o'er the floor so damp, Like a marsh's meteor lamp: 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, Till I have done with this new day...
Стр. 269 - 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. 278 - The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
Стр. 284 - I saw them — and they were the same, They were not changed like me in frame; I saw their thousand years of snow On high — their wide long lake below, And the blue Rhone in fullest flow...
Стр. 8 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way...
Стр. 284 - 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. 280 - A light broke in upon my brain, — It was the carol of a bird; It ceased, and then it came again, The sweetest song ear ever heard...