The Works of Lord Byron, Том 1Carey, 1843 |
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... tear would start , But Pride congeal'd the drop within his ee : Apart he stalk'd in joyless reverie , And from his native land resolved to go , And visit scorching climes beyond the sea ; With pleasure drugg'd , he almost long'd for woe ...
... tear would start , But Pride congeal'd the drop within his ee : Apart he stalk'd in joyless reverie , And from his native land resolved to go , And visit scorching climes beyond the sea ; With pleasure drugg'd , he almost long'd for woe ...
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... tear - drop from thine eye ; Our ship is swift and strong : Our fleetest falcon scarce can fly More merrily along . " 4 ... tears become thine eye ; If I thy guileless bosom had , Mine own would not be dry . 6 . yeoman , " Come hither ...
... tear - drop from thine eye ; Our ship is swift and strong : Our fleetest falcon scarce can fly More merrily along . " 4 ... tears become thine eye ; If I thy guileless bosom had , Mine own would not be dry . 6 . yeoman , " Come hither ...
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... tear . 9 . " And now I'm in the world alone , Upon the wide , wide sea : But why should I for others groan , When none will sigh for me ? Perchance my dog will whine in vain , Till fed by stranger hands ; But long ere I come back again ...
... tear . 9 . " And now I'm in the world alone , Upon the wide , wide sea : But why should I for others groan , When none will sigh for me ? Perchance my dog will whine in vain , Till fed by stranger hands ; But long ere I come back again ...
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... tears of triumph their reward prolong Till others fall where other chieftains lead Thy name shall circle round the gaping throng , And shine in worthless lays , the theme of transient song ! XLIV . Enough of Battle's minions ! let them ...
... tears of triumph their reward prolong Till others fall where other chieftains lead Thy name shall circle round the gaping throng , And shine in worthless lays , the theme of transient song ! XLIV . Enough of Battle's minions ! let them ...
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... tear ; she fills his fatal post ; she checks their base career ; The foe retires she heads the sallying host : - Who can appease like her a lover's ghost ? Who can avenge so well a leader's fall ? What maid retrieve when man's flush'd ...
... tear ; she fills his fatal post ; she checks their base career ; The foe retires she heads the sallying host : - Who can appease like her a lover's ghost ? Who can avenge so well a leader's fall ? What maid retrieve when man's flush'd ...
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Стр. 105 - 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 Blush'd 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...
Стр. 104 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men...
Стр. 190 - 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. 190 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.
Стр. 472 - Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray — An eye of most transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own...
Стр. 66 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth...
Стр. 190 - Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Стр. 126 - 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. 468 - 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...
Стр. 124 - He is an evening reveller who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still, There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil. Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.