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... thou hast ta'en the bird away : From thee my Lesbia's eyes o'erflow , Her swollen cheeks with weeping glow Thou art the cause of all her woe , Receptacle of life's decay . N ( TO INEZ . ) AY , smile not BYRON'S SONGS .
... thou hast ta'en the bird away : From thee my Lesbia's eyes o'erflow , Her swollen cheeks with weeping glow Thou art the cause of all her woe , Receptacle of life's decay . N ( TO INEZ . ) AY , smile not BYRON'S SONGS .
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) So the spirit bows before thee , To listen and adore thee ; With a full but soft emotion , Like the swell of Summer's ocean . ( Set to Music by Sir JOHN STEVENSON . ) 16 BYRON'S SONGS .
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) So the spirit bows before thee , To listen and adore thee ; With a full but soft emotion , Like the swell of Summer's ocean . ( Set to Music by Sir JOHN STEVENSON . ) 16 BYRON'S SONGS .
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... thee , My native Land - Good Night ! 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 ...
... thee , My native Land - Good Night ! 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 ...
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... my father gone , A mother whom I love , And have no friend , save these alone , But thee - and One above . 66 My father bless'd me fervently , Yet did not much complain ; But sorely will my mother sigh Till I come back BYRON'S SONGS . 21.
... my father gone , A mother whom I love , And have no friend , save these alone , But thee - and One above . 66 My father bless'd me fervently , Yet did not much complain ; But sorely will my mother sigh Till I come back BYRON'S SONGS . 21.
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adore Athens Awake beam beauty beauty's behold beloved Belshazzar blest bliss bosom breast breath brow castled crag cease cheek cold dare dead dear death deep destruction of Sennacherib dost dream dwell earth elegantly bound eyes fame Farewell Fates have decreed feel FELIX MENDELSSOHN fond forget garden of roses gaze glance glow grave grief harp hate hath heaven hope hour isles of Greece Jephtha's daughter Judah's kiss of love live Loch na Garr lonely LORD BYRON love's last adieu lyre maid Mariamne NATHAN ne'er never night o'er once pang pass'd passion remember thee Remembrance reprove Samian wine scene Set to Music shalt shore sigh silent smile song sorrow spirit sweet Anne tears thine thou art thou canst thou hast thought thy charms thy name thy soul Thyrza twill voice walks in beauty wave weep wild wilt wing youth
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208 페이지 - And peasant girls, with deep blue eyes, And hands which offer early flowers, Walk smiling o'er this paradise ; Above, the frequent feudal towers Through green leaves lift their walls of gray ; And many a rock which steeply lowers, And noble arch in proud decay, Look o'er this vale of vintage-bowers ; But one thing want these banks of Rhine, — Thy gentle hand to clasp in mine...
205 페이지 - Awake ! (Not Greece, — she is awake !) Awake my spirit ! think through whom Thy life-blood tracks its parent lake, And then strike home ! Tread those reviving passions down, Unworthy manhood ! unto thee, Indifferent should the smile or frown Of beauty be.
19 페이지 - THERE'S not a joy the world can give like that it takes away, When the glow of early thought declines in feeling's dull decay ; 'Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so fast, But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past.
209 페이지 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round ; The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here ; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine ! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath...
206 페이지 - Tread those reviving passions down, Unworthy manhood! — unto thee Indifferent should the smile or frown Of beauty be. If thou regret'st thy youth, why live? The land of honourable death Is here: — up to the field, and give Away thy breath! Seek out — less often sought than found — A soldier's grave, for thee the best; Then look around and choose thy ground, And take thy rest.
208 페이지 - The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine. Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossomed trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scattered cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strewed a scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me!
109 페이지 - Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; And whatever sky 's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. " Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs that may be won.
192 페이지 - Yet I blame not the world, nor despise it, Nor the war of the many with one — If my soul was not fitted to prize it, 'T was folly not sooner to shun: And if dearly that error hath cost me.
74 페이지 - ONE struggle more, and I am free From pangs that rend my heart in twain ; One last long sigh to love and thee, Then back to busy life again. It suits me well to mingle now With things that never pleased before : Though every joy is fled below, What future grief can touch me more ? Then bring me wine, the banquet bring ; Man was not form'd to live alone : I 'll be that light unmeaning thing That smiles with all, and weeps with none.
29 페이지 - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse ; Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires'