The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte. Poems. Hebrew melodiesJohn Murray, 1817 |
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... thee weep 167 Thy days are done Song of Saul before his last battle Saul • " All is vanity , saith the Preacher " When coldness wraps this suffering clay Vision of Balshazzar Sun of the sleepless • 169 171 173 · 176 179 182 187 Were my ...
... thee weep 167 Thy days are done Song of Saul before his last battle Saul • " All is vanity , saith the Preacher " When coldness wraps this suffering clay Vision of Balshazzar Sun of the sleepless • 169 171 173 · 176 179 182 187 Were my ...
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... thee ; Nor , till thy fall , could mortals guess Ambition's less than littleness ! III . Thanks for that lesson - it will teach To after - warriors more Than high Philosophy can preach , And vainly preached before . That spell upon the ...
... thee ; Nor , till thy fall , could mortals guess Ambition's less than littleness ! III . Thanks for that lesson - it will teach To after - warriors more Than high Philosophy can preach , And vainly preached before . That spell upon the ...
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... thee the breath of life ; The sword , the sceptre , and that sway Which man seemed made but to obey , Wherewith renown was rife- All quelled ! -Dark Spirit ! what must be The madness of thy memory ! V. The Desolator desolate ! The ...
... thee the breath of life ; The sword , the sceptre , and that sway Which man seemed made but to obey , Wherewith renown was rife- All quelled ! -Dark Spirit ! what must be The madness of thy memory ! V. The Desolator desolate ! The ...
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... thee dear , When thus thy mightiest foes their fear In humblest guise have shown . Oh ! ne'er may tyrant leave behind A brighter name to lure mankind ! XI . Thine evil deeds are writ in gore , Nor written thus in vain- Thy triumphs tell ...
... thee dear , When thus thy mightiest foes their fear In humblest guise have shown . Oh ! ne'er may tyrant leave behind A brighter name to lure mankind ! XI . Thine evil deeds are writ in gore , Nor written thus in vain- Thy triumphs tell ...
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... thee , hoard that gem , ' Tis worth thy vanished diadem ! XIV . Then haste thee to thy sullen Isle , NAPOLEON BUONAPARTE . 11.
... thee , hoard that gem , ' Tis worth thy vanished diadem ! XIV . Then haste thee to thy sullen Isle , NAPOLEON BUONAPARTE . 11.
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Abydos art thou Athens beam behold blest blood bloom blush bosom breast cease charms cold Constantinople could'st dare dark dead dear death deemed doomed dream earth fair fame fear feel Fiend's arch mock fire from heaven fled flowers frigate Galilee gaze Genevra glance glory Haideé harp hath heaven HEBREW MELODIES hope hour Judah's JUVENAL light living lonely love thee loved in vain lute Mariamne mirth mourn ne'er never Newstead Abbey night Note o'er once pangs perchance Pindus remember repine Romaic Saul SAW THEE scene shine shone sigh silent smile song Sons of Greeks Sorrow soul sound Sparta STANZAS sweet tears thine thing thou art thou canst thou hast thought throne THY DAYS thy fall Thyrza tomb triumph Turkish twill vainly voice WALKS IN BEAUTY weep wept withered Ζώη σὰς ἀγαπῶ
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148 페이지 - 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.
199 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...
134 페이지 - These lips are mute, these eyes are dry ; But in my breast, and in my brain, Awake the pangs that pass not by, The thought that ne'er shall sleep again. My soul nor deigns nor dares complain, Though grief and passion there rebel...
200 페이지 - 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!
71 페이지 - Too soon return'd to Earth! Though Earth received them in her bed, And o'er the spot the crowd may tread In carelessness or mirth, There is an eye which could not brook A moment on that grave to look. I will not ask where thou liest low, Nor gaze upon the spot; There flowers or weeds at will may grow, So I behold them not...
198 페이지 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
74 페이지 - As once I wept, if I could weep My tears might well be shed, To think I was not near to keep One vigil o'er thy bed; To gaze, how fondly ! on thy face, To fold thee in a faint embrace, Uphold thy drooping head; And show that love, however vain, Nor thou nor I can feel again.
9 페이지 - The Spaniard, when the lust of sway Had lost its quickening spell, Cast crowns for rosaries away, An empire for a cell...
183 페이지 - In that same hour and hall, The fingers of a hand Came forth against the wall, And wrote as if on sand : The fingers of a man ; A solitary hand Along the letters ran And traced them like a wand.
164 페이지 - ... roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom: And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread: Fond wretch! as if her step disturb'd the dead!