The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, Том 3R. W. Pomeroy, 1824 |
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... wrong'd , outrag'd , helpless wretch , Who begs his bread , if ' tis refused by one , May win it from another kinder heart ; But he , who is denied his right by those Whose place it is to do no wrong , is poorer Than the rejected beggar ...
... wrong'd , outrag'd , helpless wretch , Who begs his bread , if ' tis refused by one , May win it from another kinder heart ; But he , who is denied his right by those Whose place it is to do no wrong , is poorer Than the rejected beggar ...
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... wrong'd We will ask justice ; if it be denied , We'll take it ; but may do all this in calmness- Deep Vengeance is the daughter of deep Silence . I have yet scarce a third part of your years , I love our house , I honour you , its chief ...
... wrong'd We will ask justice ; if it be denied , We'll take it ; but may do all this in calmness- Deep Vengeance is the daughter of deep Silence . I have yet scarce a third part of your years , I love our house , I honour you , its chief ...
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... wrong , for what is a mere blow , However vile , to such a thing as I am ? — But the base insult done your state and person . Doge . You overrate my power , which is a pageant , This cap is not the monarch's crown ; these robes Might ...
... wrong , for what is a mere blow , However vile , to such a thing as I am ? — But the base insult done your state and person . Doge . You overrate my power , which is a pageant , This cap is not the monarch's crown ; these robes Might ...
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... wrong Of such a slander ; and less rigid ladies , Such as abound in Venice , would be loud And all - inexorable in their cry For justice . An . This but proves it is the name And not the quality they prize : the first Have found it a ...
... wrong Of such a slander ; and less rigid ladies , Such as abound in Venice , would be loud And all - inexorable in their cry For justice . An . This but proves it is the name And not the quality they prize : the first Have found it a ...
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... wrong Inflicted on our brethren or ourselves , Helping to swell our tyrants ' bloated strength . Let us but deal upon them , and I care not For the result , which must be death or freedom ! I'm weary to the heart of finding neither . Is ...
... wrong Inflicted on our brethren or ourselves , Helping to swell our tyrants ' bloated strength . Let us but deal upon them , and I care not For the result , which must be death or freedom ! I'm weary to the heart of finding neither . Is ...
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abbot aught Avogadori behold Bertram blood Bonnivard breath brow call'd Capi che fu chief Consiglieri Consiglio Cortana council council of ten death detto Dieci Doge Doge of Venice doom doth ducal duke earth eyes father fear feel furono gate Giovanni Giunta hath head heart heaven honour hour Israel king knew less liero limbs Lioni live lord Marco Marco Giustiniani Marino Faliero Mazeppa Messer Michael Michel Steno Morgante ne'er never Niccolo Nicoletto night noble nought o'er Orlando palace passions patrician peril Petrarch Philip Calendaro Pietro prince proud quale Saint Mark's Saint Peter Sathan seem'd senate sentence Sestiero shame siege of Zara Signor soul sovereign speak spirit sword thee thine things thou hast thought thousand throne tomb traitor Treviso Trivisano twas unto Venice words wrath
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Стр. 176 - 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. 185 - I thought of this, and I was glad, For thought of them had made me mad ; But I was curious to ascend To my barr'd windows, and to bend Once more, upon the mountains high, The quiet of a loving eye.
Стр. 187 - These heavy walls to me had grown A hermitage — and all my own ! And half I felt as they were come To tear me from a second home : With spiders I had friendship made, And watch'd them in their sullen trade...
Стр. 178 - Lake Leman lies by Chillon's walls: A thousand feet in depth below Its massy waters meet and flow; Thus much the fathom-line was sent From Chillon's snow-white battlement, Which round about the wave enthralls: A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave.
Стр. 182 - 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. 187 - With spiders I had friendship made, And watched 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 learned to dwell. My very chains and I grew friends, So much a long communion tends To make us what we are: — even I Regained my freedom with a sigh.
Стр. 179 - 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, We heard it ripple night and day; Sounding o'er our heads it...
Стр. 180 - Like brutes within an iron den ; But what were these to us or him? These wasted not his heart or limb ; My brother's soul was of that mould Which in a palace had grown cold, Had his free breathing been denied The range of the steep mountain's side; But why delay the truth?
Стр. 187 - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count — I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise And clear them of their dreary mote ; At last men came to set me free...
Стр. 175 - 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...