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... stranger like Yourself ; I pray you make yourself at home : But where's his excellency , and how fares he ? GABOR . Wetly and wearily , but out of peril ; He paused to change his garments in a cottage ( Where I doff'd mine for these ...
... stranger like Yourself ; I pray you make yourself at home : But where's his excellency , and how fares he ? GABOR . Wetly and wearily , but out of peril ; He paused to change his garments in a cottage ( Where I doff'd mine for these ...
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... strangers to each other . GABOR . And that's the reason I would have us less so : I thought our bustling guest without had said You were a chance and passing guest , the counterpart Of me and my companions . WERNER . Very true . GABOR ...
... strangers to each other . GABOR . And that's the reason I would have us less so : I thought our bustling guest without had said You were a chance and passing guest , the counterpart Of me and my companions . WERNER . Very true . GABOR ...
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... stranger , Though scarcely prudent ; but no less I thank I am a beggar in all save his trade , And when I beg of any one it shall be Of him who was the first to offer what Few can obtain by asking . you . Pardon me . ( Exit WERNER ...
... stranger , Though scarcely prudent ; but no less I thank I am a beggar in all save his trade , And when I beg of any one it shall be Of him who was the first to offer what Few can obtain by asking . you . Pardon me . ( Exit WERNER ...
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... stranger's wife . GABOR . And by her aspect she might be a prince's : Though time hath touch'd her too , she still retains Much beauty , and more majesty . IDENSTEIN . And that Is more than I can say for Madam Idenstein , At least in ...
... stranger's wife . GABOR . And by her aspect she might be a prince's : Though time hath touch'd her too , she still retains Much beauty , and more majesty . IDENSTEIN . And that Is more than I can say for Madam Idenstein , At least in ...
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... stranger , wore The aspect of a secret enemy ; For friends are slow at such . GABOR . Sir , you seem rapt , And yet the time is not akin to thought . These old walls will be noisy soon . The baron , Or count ( or whatso'er this half ...
... stranger , wore The aspect of a secret enemy ; For friends are slow at such . GABOR . Sir , you seem rapt , And yet the time is not akin to thought . These old walls will be noisy soon . The baron , Or count ( or whatso'er this half ...
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ABEL ADAH AHOLIBAMAH ANAH apostolic palace ARNOLD aught avait AZAZIEL BARBARIGO bear beauty behold beneath blood BOURBON breast breath brother brow CÆSAR CAIN CESAR chief Colonna palace Conseil des Dix courser dare dead death deeds deep DOGE dread e'er earth eternal Exeunt Exit father fear feel FRITZ GABOR gaze hand hate hath heard heart heaven hour IDENSTEIN immortal IRAD JACOPO FOSCARI JAPHET JOSEPHINE Lara Lara's leave less limbs live look look'd lord LOREDANO LUCIFER MARINA MEMMO Methinks mortal ne'er never night noble Note nought o'er OLIMPIA pass'd PHILIBERT qu'il rest RODOLPH Rome scarce seem'd SIEGENDORF silent sire slave smile SOLDIER soul spirit STRALENHEIM STRANGER tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought turn'd ULRIC unto Venice walls waves WERNER Whate'er wild wilt words wretch ZILLAH Zuleika
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Стр. 356 - 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...
Стр. 359 - A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave, Below the surface of the lake The dark vault lies wherein we lay...
Стр. 368 - With spiders I had friendship made, And watch'd them in their sullen trade, Had seen the mice by moonlight play, And why should I feel less than they ? We were all inmates of one place, And I, the monarch of each race, Had power to kill — yet, strange to tell ! In quiet we had learn'd to dwell. My very chains and I grew friends, So much a long communion tends To make us what we are ; — even I Regain'd my freedom with a sigh.
Стр. 362 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender, kind, And grieved for those he left behind : With all the while a cheek whose bloom...
Стр. 118 - tis the land of the Sun — Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done? Oh! wild as the accents of lovers' farewell Are the hearts which they bear, and the tales which they tell.
Стр. 189 - There, in its centre, a sepulchral lamp Burns the slow flame, eternal — but unseen; Which not the darkness of despair can damp, Though vain its ray as it had never been.
Стр. 365 - None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink, Had brought me back to feel and think.
Стр. 363 - Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place. One on the earth, and one beneath — My brothers — both had ceased to breathe.
Стр. 117 - Gul in her bloom ; Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute, Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In color though varied, in beauty may vie...
Стр. 367 - Oh, thou beautiful And unimaginable ether ! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights ! what are ye ? what Is this blue wilderness of interminable Air, where ye roll along, as I have seen The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden ? Is your course measured for ye ? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion — at which my soul aches to think — Intoxicated with eternity...