The Works of Lord Byron: Comprising the Suppressed Poems, 10-11±ÇA. and W. Galignani, 1826 |
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... hours , Though I was chid for wandering ; and the wise Shook their white aged heads o'er me , and said Of such materials wretched men were made , And such a truant boy would end in woe , And that the only lesson was a blow ; And then ...
... hours , Though I was chid for wandering ; and the wise Shook their white aged heads o'er me , and said Of such materials wretched men were made , And such a truant boy would end in woe , And that the only lesson was a blow ; And then ...
71 ÆäÀÌÁö
... hours Of banquet , dance , and revel , are forgot , Or left untended in a dull repose , This this shall be a consecrated spot ! But thou - when all that birth and beauty throws Of magic round thee is extinct - shalt have One half the ...
... hours Of banquet , dance , and revel , are forgot , Or left untended in a dull repose , This this shall be a consecrated spot ! But thou - when all that birth and beauty throws Of magic round thee is extinct - shalt have One half the ...
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... hour to die ! To soar from earth , and find all fears Lost in thy light - Eternity ! It must be so : ' t is not for self That we so tremble on the brink ; And striving to o'erleap the gulph , Yet cling to being's severing link . Oh ! in ...
... hour to die ! To soar from earth , and find all fears Lost in thy light - Eternity ! It must be so : ' t is not for self That we so tremble on the brink ; And striving to o'erleap the gulph , Yet cling to being's severing link . Oh ! in ...
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... hour Of pleasure unembitter'd ; And not a trapping deck'd my power That gall'd not while it glitter'd . The serpent of the field , by art And spells , is won from harming ; But that which coils around the heart , Oh ! who hath power of ...
... hour Of pleasure unembitter'd ; And not a trapping deck'd my power That gall'd not while it glitter'd . The serpent of the field , by art And spells , is won from harming ; But that which coils around the heart , Oh ! who hath power of ...
89 ÆäÀÌÁö
... 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 . The monarch saw , and shook , And bade no more ...
... 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 . The monarch saw , and shook , And bade no more ...
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198 ÆäÀÌÁö - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay...
101 ÆäÀÌÁö - TWAS twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters; like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail. Thus to their hopeless eyes...
189 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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?
94 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
191 ÆäÀÌÁö - Then the few whose spirits float above the wreck of happiness Are driven o'er the shoals of guilt or ocean of excess: The magnet of their course is gone, or only points in vain The shore to which their shiver'd sail shall never stretch again Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down; It cannot feel for others...
191 ÆäÀÌÁö - Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
77 ÆäÀÌÁö - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
95 ÆäÀÌÁö - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
124 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... in the wilds Of fiery climes he made himself a home, And his soul drank their sunbeams : he was girt With strange and dusky aspects ; he was not Himself like what he had been ; on the sea...
114 ÆäÀÌÁö - The other father had a weaklier child, Of a soft cheek, and aspect delicate ; But the boy bore up long, and with a mild And patient spirit held aloof his fate ; Little he said, and now and then he smiled, As if to win a part from off the weight He saw increasing on his father's heart, With the deep, deadly thought, that they must part.