Lord Byron's Works ...F. Louis, 1821 |
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... 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 . 3 . « Come hither ...
... 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 . 3 . « Come hither ...
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... rise in craggy pride ? Or fence of art , like China's vasty wall ? — Ne barrier wall , ne river deep and wide , Ne horrid crags , nor mountains dark and tall , Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from - Gaul : XXXIII . But ...
... rise in craggy pride ? Or fence of art , like China's vasty wall ? — Ne barrier wall , ne river deep and wide , Ne horrid crags , nor mountains dark and tall , Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from - Gaul : XXXIII . But ...
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... rise of rapine and the fall of Spain ? And doth the power that man adores ordain Their doom , nor heed the suppliant's appeal ? Is all that desperate valour acts in vain ? And counsel sage and patriotic zeal , The veteran's skill ...
... rise of rapine and the fall of Spain ? And doth the power that man adores ordain Their doom , nor heed the suppliant's appeal ? Is all that desperate valour acts in vain ? And counsel sage and patriotic zeal , The veteran's skill ...
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... rising on the distant coast , Calls forth a sweeter , though ignoble praise . Ah , Vice ! how soft are thy voluptuous ways ! While boyish blood is mantling , who can ' scape The fascination of thy magic gaze ? A Cherub - hydra round us ...
... rising on the distant coast , Calls forth a sweeter , though ignoble praise . Ah , Vice ! how soft are thy voluptuous ways ! While boyish blood is mantling , who can ' scape The fascination of thy magic gaze ? A Cherub - hydra round us ...
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... rise , for ever blazing bright . LXVII . From morn till night , from night till startled morn Peeps blushing on the revels laughing crew , The song is heard , the rosy garland worn , Devices quaint , and frolics ever new , Tread on each ...
... rise , for ever blazing bright . LXVII . From morn till night , from night till startled morn Peeps blushing on the revels laughing crew , The song is heard , the rosy garland worn , Devices quaint , and frolics ever new , Tread on each ...
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ABBOT OF SAINT Albania Alhama art thou ASTARTE beauty behold beneath blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath brow Cavalier Servente CHAMOIS HUNTER charm Childe Childe Harold CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE clouds cold courser dare dark dead death deemed deep dost doth dread dream dust dwell earth eyes fair fame fear feel gaze Giaour glory glow grave Greece hand hast hath heart heaven hope hour hues Idlesse immortal land light limbs live lone look MANFRED Mazeppa mighty mind mingling mortal mountains ne'er never night nought o'er once pang pass Pindus rock round SAINT MAURICE scarce scene shine shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent skies smile song soul spirit star steed stood sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought thousand throne tomb twas Venice voice walls wandering waves wild wind youth
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179 페이지 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
225 페이지 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
218 페이지 - 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.
120 페이지 - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
167 페이지 - Were with his heart, and that was far away; He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother— he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday— All this rush'd with his blood— Shall he expire And unavenged? Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire!
181 페이지 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless...
88 페이지 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently stern array!
105 페이지 - When elements to elements conform. And dust is as it should be, shall I not Feel all I see, less dazzling, but more warm ? The bodiless thought?
128 페이지 - Thou art the garden of the world, the home Of all Art yields, and Nature can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rich than other climes' fertility ; Thy wreck a glory, and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced.
99 페이지 - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old, — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.