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... wall of a Franciscan con- vent , where Byron had lodgings . His " Hints from Horace , " a satire upon London life , were written here , and bear date , " Athens , Capuchin Convent , March 12 , 1811. " The prepara- tion of the notes on ...
... wall of a Franciscan con- vent , where Byron had lodgings . His " Hints from Horace , " a satire upon London life , were written here , and bear date , " Athens , Capuchin Convent , March 12 , 1811. " The prepara- tion of the notes on ...
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... walls of the Greek senate ; and , should he visit Munychia , he leaves Athens by a street bearing Byron's name . Byron's remains were taken to England , and interred in the family vault , in the Church of Hucknall , a village between ...
... walls of the Greek senate ; and , should he visit Munychia , he leaves Athens by a street bearing Byron's name . Byron's remains were taken to England , and interred in the family vault , in the Church of Hucknall , a village between ...
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... wall . Yes , when the eddying tempest sighs , It shakes the shield of Oscar brave , But there no more his banners rise , No more his plumes of sable wave . Having heard that a very severe and indelicate censure has been passed on the ...
... wall . Yes , when the eddying tempest sighs , It shakes the shield of Oscar brave , But there no more his banners rise , No more his plumes of sable wave . Having heard that a very severe and indelicate censure has been passed on the ...
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... walls , And lead Encas from Evander's halls . " With equal ardour fired , and warlike joy , His glowing friend address'd the Dardan boy : - " These deeds , my Nisus , shalt thou dare alone ! Must all the fame , the peril be thine own ...
... walls , And lead Encas from Evander's halls . " With equal ardour fired , and warlike joy , His glowing friend address'd the Dardan boy : - " These deeds , my Nisus , shalt thou dare alone ! Must all the fame , the peril be thine own ...
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... mountain's brow Where Pallas ' walls at distance meet the sight , Seen o'er the glade , when not obscured by night Then shall ¨¡neas in his pride return , While hostile matrons raise their offspring's urn ; And Latian 40 BYRON'S POEMS .
... mountain's brow Where Pallas ' walls at distance meet the sight , Seen o'er the glade , when not obscured by night Then shall ¨¡neas in his pride return , While hostile matrons raise their offspring's urn ; And Latian 40 BYRON'S POEMS .
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239 ÆäÀÌÁö - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
249 ÆäÀÌÁö - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
414 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
543 ÆäÀÌÁö - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay...
293 ÆäÀÌÁö - It seem'd like me to want a mate, But was not half so desolate, And it was come to love me when None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink, Had brought me back to feel and think.
352 ÆäÀÌÁö - A few short hours, and he will rise To give the morrow birth ; And I shall hail the main and skies, But not my mother earth. Deserted is my own good hall, Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall, My dog howls at the gate.
497 ÆäÀÌÁö - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
412 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
502 ÆäÀÌÁö - Because it reminds me of thine ; And when winds are at war with the ocean, As the breasts I believed in with me, If their billows excite an emotion, It is that they bear me from thee.
146 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...