PoemsLee and Shepard, 1872 |
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... telling the sex of this friend , but from the " pretty letter , " I should think it was a lady - perhaps Lady Melbourne . Whether dazzled by his increasing fame , or affected by the " pretty letter , " no one can tell , but anybody can ...
... telling the sex of this friend , but from the " pretty letter , " I should think it was a lady - perhaps Lady Melbourne . Whether dazzled by his increasing fame , or affected by the " pretty letter , " no one can tell , but anybody can ...
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... tell . Byron always persisted in saying he did not know why Lady Byron required to be separated from him , but I should think nobody believed him . Had that been the case , he was not the man to have got out of the tempest quietly ...
... tell . Byron always persisted in saying he did not know why Lady Byron required to be separated from him , but I should think nobody believed him . Had that been the case , he was not the man to have got out of the tempest quietly ...
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... redress ye ; How you fought , how you died , still her annals can tell . On Marston , with Rupert , ' gainst traitors contending HOURS OF IDLENESS . 6 Epitaph on a Friend-" Oh, friend! for ever A Fragment-" When to their airy hall.
... redress ye ; How you fought , how you died , still her annals can tell . On Marston , with Rupert , ' gainst traitors contending HOURS OF IDLENESS . 6 Epitaph on a Friend-" Oh, friend! for ever A Fragment-" When to their airy hall.
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... tell the tale my heart must feel : Love , Love alone , my lyre shall claim , In songs of bliss and sighs of flame . FROM ANACREON . " TWAS now the hour when Night had driven Her car half round yon sable heaven ; Boötes , only , seem'd ...
... tell the tale my heart must feel : Love , Love alone , my lyre shall claim , In songs of bliss and sighs of flame . FROM ANACREON . " TWAS now the hour when Night had driven Her car half round yon sable heaven ; Boötes , only , seem'd ...
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... tell ; Thy innocence and mine to save , - I bid thee now a last farewell . Yes ! yield that breast , to seek despair , And hope no more thy soft embrace ; Which to obtain my soul would dare All , all reproach - but thy disgrace . At ...
... tell ; Thy innocence and mine to save , - I bid thee now a last farewell . Yes ! yield that breast , to seek despair , And hope no more thy soft embrace ; Which to obtain my soul would dare All , all reproach - but thy disgrace . At ...
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579 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...
554 페이지 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness: And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts; and choking sighs. Which ne'er might be repeated...
616 페이지 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
532 페이지 - midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless ; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flatter'd, follow'd, sought, and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
554 페이지 - But, hark! — that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm! arm! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar! Within a window'd niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear That sound, the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear...
617 페이지 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
670 페이지 - And where are they, and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now The heroic bosom beats no more! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
302 페이지 - 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.
567 페이지 - Are not the mountains, waves, and skies, a part Of me and of my soul, as I of them? Is not the love of these deep in my heart With a pure passion ? should I not contemn All objects, if compared with these?
532 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...