The poetical works of lord Byron, 페이지 10,2권 |
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... past , the light of other days , Which shines , but warms not with its powerless rays ; A night - beam Sorrow watcheth to behold , Distinct , but distant - clear - but , oh how cold ! WERE MY BOSOM AS FALSE AS THOU DEEM'ST IT TO BE . I ...
... past , the light of other days , Which shines , but warms not with its powerless rays ; A night - beam Sorrow watcheth to behold , Distinct , but distant - clear - but , oh how cold ! WERE MY BOSOM AS FALSE AS THOU DEEM'ST IT TO BE . I ...
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... past , which hath perish'd , Thus much I at least may recall , It hath taught me that what I most cherish'd Deserved to be dearest of all : 6 [ Originally thus : - " There is many a pang to pursue me , And many a peril to stem ; They ...
... past , which hath perish'd , Thus much I at least may recall , It hath taught me that what I most cherish'd Deserved to be dearest of all : 6 [ Originally thus : - " There is many a pang to pursue me , And many a peril to stem ; They ...
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... past Recalling , as it lies beyond redress ; Reversed for him our grandsire's ' fate of yore , — He had no rest at sea , nor I on shore . 8 [ These stanzas- " than which , " says the Quarterly Review , for January , 1831 , " there is ...
... past Recalling , as it lies beyond redress ; Reversed for him our grandsire's ' fate of yore , — He had no rest at sea , nor I on shore . 8 [ These stanzas- " than which , " says the Quarterly Review , for January , 1831 , " there is ...
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... past I feel Not thankless , -for within the crowded sum Of struggles , happiness at times would steal , And for the present , I would not benumb My feelings farther . - Nor shall I conceal That with all this I still can look around ...
... past I feel Not thankless , -for within the crowded sum Of struggles , happiness at times would steal , And for the present , I would not benumb My feelings farther . - Nor shall I conceal That with all this I still can look around ...
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... past , —they speak Like Sibyls of the future ; they have power— The tyranny of pleasure and of pain ; They make us what we were not - what they will , And shake us with the vision that's gone by , The dread of vanish'd shadows - Are ...
... past , —they speak Like Sibyls of the future ; they have power— The tyranny of pleasure and of pain ; They make us what we were not - what they will , And shake us with the vision that's gone by , The dread of vanish'd shadows - Are ...
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287 페이지 - Near this spot Are deposited the Remains of one Who possessed Beauty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, And all the Virtues of Man without his Vices. This Praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery If inscribed over human ashes, Is but a just tribute to the Memory of BOATSWAIN, a Dog, Who was born at Newfoundland, May, 1803, And died at Newstead Abbey, Nov. 18, 1808.
282 페이지 - If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? — With silence and tears.
39 페이지 - Fare thee well! and if for ever Still for ever, fare thee well Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er can'st know again: Would that breast by thee glanc'd over, Every inmost thought could show!
408 페이지 - The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory and Greece, around me see! The Spartan, borne upon his shield, Was not more free. Awake! (not Greece — she is awake!) Awake, my spirit! Think through whom Thy life-blood tracks its parent lake. And then strike home!
288 페이지 - But the poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still his master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone, Unhonoured falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth: While man, vain insect!
70 페이지 - That in the antique Oratory shook His bosom in its solitude ; and then — As in that hour— a moment o'er his face The tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced...
368 페이지 - Titan ! to whose immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality, Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods despise, What was thy pity's recompense? A silent suffering, and intense ; The rock, the vulture, and the chain, All that the proud can feel of pain...
32 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...
46 페이지 - Though the day of my destiny's over, And the star of my fate hath declined, Thy soft heart refused to discover The faults which so many could find; Though thy soul with my grief was acquainted, It shrunk not to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee.
324 페이지 - Ay, but to die, and go," alas ! Where all have gone, and all must go ! To be the nothing that I was Ere born to life and living woe ! — Count o'er the joys thine hours have seen, Count o'er thy days from anguish free, And know, whatever thou hast been, 'Tis something better not to be.