The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His WorksT. Davison, 1824 - 212페이지 |
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... soul , That truth , as of yore , is confined to the bowl ! When the box of Pandora was opened on earth , And Misery's triumph commenced over mirth , Hope was left , was she not ? but the goblet we kiss , And care not for Hope , who are ...
... soul , That truth , as of yore , is confined to the bowl ! When the box of Pandora was opened on earth , And Misery's triumph commenced over mirth , Hope was left , was she not ? but the goblet we kiss , And care not for Hope , who are ...
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... soul with hope that woos , then mocks . Clarens ! by heavenly feet thy paths are trod , - Undying Love's , who here ascends a throne To which the steps are mountains ; where the god Is a pervading life and light , so shown Not on those ...
... soul with hope that woos , then mocks . Clarens ! by heavenly feet thy paths are trod , - Undying Love's , who here ascends a throne To which the steps are mountains ; where the god Is a pervading life and light , so shown Not on those ...
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... soul expire , Or live like Scorpion girt by fire ; So writhes the mind Remorse hath riven , Unfit for earth , undoom ... souls with that commanding art That dazzles , leads , yet chills the vulgar heart . What is that spell , that ...
... soul expire , Or live like Scorpion girt by fire ; So writhes the mind Remorse hath riven , Unfit for earth , undoom ... souls with that commanding art That dazzles , leads , yet chills the vulgar heart . What is that spell , that ...
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... soul - the rest that soothes his lot ! Mark - how that lone and blighted bosom sears The scathing thought of execrated years ! Behold but who hath seen , or e'er shall see , Man as himself - the secret spirit free ? Yet was not Conrad ...
... soul - the rest that soothes his lot ! Mark - how that lone and blighted bosom sears The scathing thought of execrated years ! Behold but who hath seen , or e'er shall see , Man as himself - the secret spirit free ? Yet was not Conrad ...
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... soul the deadly weed which Alas ! our young affections run to waste , Or water but the desert ; whence arise The weeds of dark luxuriance , tares of haste , Rank at the core , though tempting to the eyes ; Flowers whose wild odours ...
... soul the deadly weed which Alas ! our young affections run to waste , Or water but the desert ; whence arise The weeds of dark luxuriance , tares of haste , Rank at the core , though tempting to the eyes ; Flowers whose wild odours ...
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arms art thou aught Ave Maria beam beauty behold beneath blest blood blue bosom breast breath brow capital punishments Carthage charm cheek Clarens clouds dark dead death deep dread dream e'er eagle passes earth Egeria eternal face fair fear feel flowers gaze gentle GIAOUR glance glow gondolier grave grief hand hath heart heaven hope hour human clay JUNGFRAU Kaled knew light lips living lone look look'd mortal mountains Myrrha ne'er never night o'er once pale passion pause pride rill Rome rose round Samian wine scarce seem'd Seraph shine shone shore sigh sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stamp'd stars stood sweet tears tender thee thine things thou art thought trembling twas twill waters wave weep wert Whate'er wild wind wing wither'd youth Zuleika
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66 페이지 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ! Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one...
52 페이지 - 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.
66 페이지 - Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise — we come, we come!
148 페이지 - O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home!
146 페이지 - 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, alone.
66 페이지 - On Suli's rock and Parga's shore Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore ; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heraclcidan blood might own.
117 페이지 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
63 페이지 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
150 페이지 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom...
164 페이지 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been...