The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, Том 6 |
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... passing from the Gulf of Athens to that of Lepanto . Both the routes are picturesque and beauti- ful , though very different : that by sea has more sameness , but the voyage being always within sight of land , and often very near it ...
... passing from the Gulf of Athens to that of Lepanto . Both the routes are picturesque and beauti- ful , though very different : that by sea has more sameness , but the voyage being always within sight of land , and often very near it ...
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... pass'd With Greece to Venice ' rule at last , And here , before her walls , with those To Greece and Venice equal foes , He stood a foe , with all the zeal Which young and fiery converts feel , Within whose heated bosom throngs The ...
... pass'd With Greece to Venice ' rule at last , And here , before her walls , with those To Greece and Venice equal foes , He stood a foe , with all the zeal Which young and fiery converts feel , Within whose heated bosom throngs The ...
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... passing - bell Wakes , though but for a stranger's knell . XII . The tent of Alp was on the shore ; The sound was hush'd , the prayer was o'er : The watch was set , the night - round made , All mandates issued and obey'd . ' Tis but ...
... passing - bell Wakes , though but for a stranger's knell . XII . The tent of Alp was on the shore ; The sound was hush'd , the prayer was o'er : The watch was set , the night - round made , All mandates issued and obey'd . ' Tis but ...
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... pass'd A night of sleep , perchance their last , In sickly vigil wander'd on , And envied all he gazed upon . XIV . He felt his soul become more light Beneath the freshness of the night ! Cool was the silent sky , though calm , And ...
... pass'd A night of sleep , perchance their last , In sickly vigil wander'd on , And envied all he gazed upon . XIV . He felt his soul become more light Beneath the freshness of the night ! Cool was the silent sky , though calm , And ...
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... pass'd away , Fragments of stone , rear'd by creatures of clay ! XIX . He sate him down at a pillar's base , And pass'd his hand athwart his face ; Like one in dreary musing mood , Declining was his attitude ; His head was drooping on ...
... pass'd away , Fragments of stone , rear'd by creatures of clay ! XIX . He sate him down at a pillar's base , And pass'd his hand athwart his face ; Like one in dreary musing mood , Declining was his attitude ; His head was drooping on ...
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Стр. 216 - THERE be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee ; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me : When, as if its sound were causing The charmed ocean's pausing, The waves lie still and gleaming, And the lull'd winds seem dreaming, And the midnight moon is weaving Her bright chain o'er the deep ; Whose breast is gently heaving, As an infant's asleep : So the spirit bows before thee, To listen and adore thee ; With a full but soft emotion, Like the swell of Summer's ocean.
Стр. 235 - I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air...
Стр. 233 - Though the day of my destiny's over, And the star of my fate hath declined, Thy soft heart refused to discover The faults which so many could find; Though thy soul with my grief was acquainted It shrunk not to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee.
Стр. 237 - The World was void, The populous and the powerful was a lump, Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless — A lump of death — a chaos of hard clay.
Стр. 245 - He fed on poisons, and they had no power, But were a kind of nutriment; he lived Through that which had been death to many men, And made him friends of mountains: with the stars And the quick Spirit of the Universe He held his dialogues; and they did teach To him the magic of their mysteries; To him the book of Night was open'd wide, And voices from the deep abyss reveal'd A marvel and a secret— Be it so.
Стр. 242 - That he was wretched, but she saw not all. He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp He took her hand ; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced, and then it faded, as it came, ; He...
Стр. 109 - AND it came to pass, when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them, that the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose.
Стр. 217 - But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs, which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Стр. 218 - Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts can thus be torn away: Still thine own its life retaineth, Still must mine, though bleeding, beat; And the undying thought which paineth Is — that we no more may meet.
Стр. 243 - I saw him stand Before an Altar— with a gentle bride; Her face was fair, but was not that which made The Starlight of his Boyhood;— as he stood Even at the Altar, o'er his brow there came The self-same aspect, and the quivering shock That in the antique Oratory shook His bosom in its solitude; and then— As in that hour— a moment o'er his...