Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Lord ByronJ. Robins and Company, 1825 - 756페이지 |
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... breast for the war - laurell'd wreath ; Near Askalon's towers John of Horistan * slumbers— Unnerved is the hand of his minstrel by death . Horistan Castle , in Derbyshire , an ancient seat of the Byron family . Paul and Hubert too sleep ...
... breast for the war - laurell'd wreath ; Near Askalon's towers John of Horistan * slumbers— Unnerved is the hand of his minstrel by death . Horistan Castle , in Derbyshire , an ancient seat of the Byron family . Paul and Hubert too sleep ...
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... breast is most near : — If again we shall meet In this rural retreat , May we meet , as we part , with a Tear ! When my soul wings her flight To the regions of night , And my corse shall recline on its bier , As ye pass by the tomb ...
... breast is most near : — If again we shall meet In this rural retreat , May we meet , as we part , with a Tear ! When my soul wings her flight To the regions of night , And my corse shall recline on its bier , As ye pass by the tomb ...
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... breast : He in dimpling smiles appears , Or mourns in sweetly timid tears ; Or bends the languid eyelid down , But shuns the cold forbidding frown . Then resume thy former fire ! Some will love , and all admire : In law , every person ...
... breast : He in dimpling smiles appears , Or mourns in sweetly timid tears ; Or bends the languid eyelid down , But shuns the cold forbidding frown . Then resume thy former fire ! Some will love , and all admire : In law , every person ...
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... breast ; At length his life - pulse throbs once more . Away , away ! let the leech essay To pour the light on Allan's eyes . ' His sand is done - his race is run ; Oh ! never more shall Allan rise ! But Oscar's breast is cold as clay ...
... breast ; At length his life - pulse throbs once more . Away , away ! let the leech essay To pour the light on Allan's eyes . ' His sand is done - his race is run ; Oh ! never more shall Allan rise ! But Oscar's breast is cold as clay ...
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... breast was never Pity's foe , But felt for all the baby's woe : I drew the bar , and , by the light , Young Love , the infant , met my sight : His bow across his shoulders flung , And thence his fatal quiver hung : ( Ah ! little did I ...
... breast was never Pity's foe , But felt for all the baby's woe : I drew the bar , and , by the light , Young Love , the infant , met my sight : His bow across his shoulders flung , And thence his fatal quiver hung : ( Ah ! little did I ...
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Albania Ali Pacha arms beauty beneath blood bosom breast breath brow called Calmar canto character charms cheek Childe Harold Countess Guiccioli dare dark dead death deeds deem deep Doge doom dread dream earth fair fame father fear feel gaze gentle Giaour gondolier grave Greece hand hath heart heaven honour hope hour Juan knew lady Lady Byron Lady Morgan Lara Lara's less lips live look Lord Byron Lord Carlisle lordship Manfred mind mortal mountains ne'er never Newstead Abbey night noble o'er once Pacha pain Parisina passed passion perhaps person poem poet poetry pride reply Samian wine Sardanapalus scarce scene seemed shore Siegendorf sigh smile song sorrow soul spirit stanzas tale tears thee thine things thought twas Venice voice wave weep wild words young youth Zuleika
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558 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?
749 페이지 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due ; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
400 페이지 - Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery.
328 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...
392 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...
557 페이지 - Must we but weep o'er days more blest? 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?
697 페이지 - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile.
327 페이지 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
344 페이지 - Twas still some solace in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each, With some new hope, or legend old, Or song heroically bold ; But even these at length grew cold.
348 페이지 - ... 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.