The Works of Lord Byron: Embracing His Suppressed Poems, and a Sketch of His Life ...Phillips, Sampson,, 1854 - Всего страниц: 1071 |
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... mountains of the neighborhood . displayed in all subsequent years of his life . This was evidently the most judicious method for child , his temper was violent , or rather , sullenly imparting strength to his bodily frame ; and the se ...
... mountains of the neighborhood . displayed in all subsequent years of his life . This was evidently the most judicious method for child , his temper was violent , or rather , sullenly imparting strength to his bodily frame ; and the se ...
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... mountain greets them on their way , And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay ; And soon on board the Lusian pilots leap , And steer ' twixt fertile shores where yet few rustics reap . XV . Oh , Christ ...
... mountain greets them on their way , And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay ; And soon on board the Lusian pilots leap , And steer ' twixt fertile shores where yet few rustics reap . XV . Oh , Christ ...
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... mountains he Did take his way in solitary guise : Sweet was the scene , yet soon he thought to flee , More restless than the swallow in the skies : Though here a while he learned to moralize , For meditation fix'd at times on him ; And ...
... mountains he Did take his way in solitary guise : Sweet was the scene , yet soon he thought to flee , More restless than the swallow in the skies : Though here a while he learned to moralize , For meditation fix'd at times on him ; And ...
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... mountain Nodding above : behold black Acheron ! 23 Once consecrated to the sepulchre . Pluto ! if this be hell I look ... mountains fail ; Tired of up - gazing still , the wearied eye Reposes gladly on as smooth a vale , As ever Spring ...
... mountain Nodding above : behold black Acheron ! 23 Once consecrated to the sepulchre . Pluto ! if this be hell I look ... mountains fail ; Tired of up - gazing still , the wearied eye Reposes gladly on as smooth a vale , As ever Spring ...
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... mountains arise at the note , Chimariot , Illyrian , and dark Suliote ! 2 . Oh ! who is more brave than a dark Suliote , In his snowy camese and his shaggy capote ? To the wolf and the vulture he leaves his wild flock , And descends to ...
... mountains arise at the note , Chimariot , Illyrian , and dark Suliote ! 2 . Oh ! who is more brave than a dark Suliote , In his snowy camese and his shaggy capote ? To the wolf and the vulture he leaves his wild flock , And descends to ...
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Стр. 38 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Стр. 39 - Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! 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. 63 - 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. 38 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Стр. 233 - 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. 109 - Approach thou craven crouching slave : Say, is not this Thermopylae? These waters blue that round you lave, Oh servile offspring of the free — Pronounce what sea, what shore is this? The gulf, the rock of Salamis ! These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own ; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires ; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear...
Стр. 44 - 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: — All heaven and earth are still: From the high host Of stars, to the lull'd lake and mountain-coast, All is...
Стр. 38 - ... Pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet — But, hark! — that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat ; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before ! Arm! Arm! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar
Стр. 45 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Стр. 63 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...