The Works of Lord Byron: Lara. Siege of Corinth. Parisina. The prisoner of Chillon. Beppo. MazeppaJohn Murray, 1821 |
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... feel that will not own the wound ; All these seem'd his , and something more beneath , Than glance could well reveal ... feeling it were vain to trace At 6 CANTO 1 . LARA .
... feel that will not own the wound ; All these seem'd his , and something more beneath , Than glance could well reveal ... feeling it were vain to trace At 6 CANTO 1 . LARA .
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George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. And some deep feeling it were vain to trace At moments lighten'd o'er his livid face VI . Not much he loved long question of the past , Nor told of wondrous wilds , and deserts vast , In those far lands ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. And some deep feeling it were vain to trace At moments lighten'd o'er his livid face VI . Not much he loved long question of the past , Nor told of wondrous wilds , and deserts vast , In those far lands ...
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... feeling that recall'd to these That fever'd moment of his mind's disease . Was it a dream ? was his the voice that spoke Those strange wild accents ; his the cry that broke Their slumber ? his the oppress'd o'erlabour'd heart That ...
... feeling that recall'd to these That fever'd moment of his mind's disease . Was it a dream ? was his the voice that spoke Those strange wild accents ; his the cry that broke Their slumber ? his the oppress'd o'erlabour'd heart That ...
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... , in him there is an air As deep , but far too tranquil for despair ; A something of indifference more than then Becomes the bravest , if they feel for men- 980 985 990 He turn'd his eye on Kaled , ever near , CANTO II . 45 LARA .
... , in him there is an air As deep , but far too tranquil for despair ; A something of indifference more than then Becomes the bravest , if they feel for men- 980 985 990 He turn'd his eye on Kaled , ever near , CANTO II . 45 LARA .
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... animating all , 1010 Where foe appear'd to press , or friend to fall , Cheers Lara's voice , and waves or strikes his steel , Inspiring hope , himself had ceased to feel . 1016 ; 1020 None fled , for well they knew that 46 CANTO II . LARA .
... animating all , 1010 Where foe appear'd to press , or friend to fall , Cheers Lara's voice , and waves or strikes his steel , Inspiring hope , himself had ceased to feel . 1016 ; 1020 None fled , for well they knew that 46 CANTO II . LARA .
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accents apostolic palace appear'd beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom bound breast breath brow call'd Cavalier Servente Charles XII cheek CHILLON cold dare dark dead death deep dread dream dungeon earth Ezzelin faint falchion fame fear feel fell felt fix'd forget gather'd gazed Geneve Giorgione glance grave grew half hand hath head heard heart heaven Hetman hope horsetails hour Kaled knew Lara Lara's Laura less limbs lips look look'd LORD BYRON Mazeppa Minotti ne'er never night nought numbers o'er once Otho Otho's Parisina pass'd past PRISONER OF CHILLON renegado rest roll'd rose round scarce seem'd shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent sire smile soul sound steed stood tale tears thee thine things thou thought thousand Turcoman Turks turn'd twas Venice voice wall waves Whate'er wild words wound youth
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Стр. 168 - In this last loss, of all the most ! And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less...
Стр. 173 - And then there was a little isle Which in my very face did smile, The only one in view ; A small green isle, it seem'd no more, Scarce broader than my dungeon floor, 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. 160 - 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; But this was for my father's faith I suffer'd chains and courted death...
Стр. 161 - A sunbeam which hath lost its way, 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...
Стр. 170 - But knowing well captivity, Sweet bird! I could not wish for thine! Or if it were, in winged guise, A visitant from Paradise; For— Heaven forgive that thought!
Стр. 164 - 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. 166 - God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Стр. 12 - All was so still, so soft in earth and air, You scarce would start to meet a spirit there ; Secure that nought of evil could delight To walk in such a scene, on such a night...
Стр. 172 - Who loved me in a human shape ; , And the whole earth would henceforth be A wider prison unto me; No child, no sire, no kin had I, No partner in my misery ; 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. 170 - None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink, Had brought me back to feel and think. I know not if it late were free, Or broke its cage to perch on mine, But knowing well captivity, Sweet bird ! I could not wish for thine.