The poetical works of lord Byron, with lifeGall & Inglis, 1881 - 576 páginas |
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... spirit , first made him aware of his own great resources . Indeed he is said to have looked such fierce defiance after reading the critique , that a friend actually asked him if he had received a challenge . He resolved upon revenge ...
... spirit , first made him aware of his own great resources . Indeed he is said to have looked such fierce defiance after reading the critique , that a friend actually asked him if he had received a challenge . He resolved upon revenge ...
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... spirits his love had gone out to a worthy object , and had returned to his bosom with the poison of rejection and ... spirit broken , one of two issues was before him , -either the paralysis of despair , or com- plete regeneration ...
... spirits his love had gone out to a worthy object , and had returned to his bosom with the poison of rejection and ... spirit broken , one of two issues was before him , -either the paralysis of despair , or com- plete regeneration ...
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... spirit , it had a peculiar fascination for him , as promising some relief from that social isola- tion and antagonism in England , which he could neither remedy nor endure . Scotchmen , they say , are most at home when abroad , that is ...
... spirit , it had a peculiar fascination for him , as promising some relief from that social isola- tion and antagonism in England , which he could neither remedy nor endure . Scotchmen , they say , are most at home when abroad , that is ...
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... Spirit pass'd before me , " 247 247 248 wept , " 248 249 249 THE SIEGE OF CORINTH , PARISINA ,. THE PRISONER OF CHILLON ; A Fable , THE DREAM , 250 273 287 296 PAGE THE CURSE OF MINERVA , ODE TO NAPOLEON BONAPARTE XVI CONTENTS .
... Spirit pass'd before me , " 247 247 248 wept , " 248 249 249 THE SIEGE OF CORINTH , PARISINA ,. THE PRISONER OF CHILLON ; A Fable , THE DREAM , 250 273 287 296 PAGE THE CURSE OF MINERVA , ODE TO NAPOLEON BONAPARTE XVI CONTENTS .
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... spirit soars Beyond where splendid shines the orb of day ; And weeping angels lead her to those bowers Where endless pleasures virtue's deeds repay . And shall presumptuous mortals Heaven arraign , And , madly , godlike Providence ...
... spirit soars Beyond where splendid shines the orb of day ; And weeping angels lead her to those bowers Where endless pleasures virtue's deeds repay . And shall presumptuous mortals Heaven arraign , And , madly , godlike Providence ...
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Página 239 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Página 249 - 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!
Página 414 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe— into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Página 543 - 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...
Página 293 - It seem'd like me to want a 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.
Página 352 - 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 gathering on the wall, My dog howls at the gate.
Página 497 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 412 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Página 502 - Because it reminds me of thine ; And when winds are at war with the ocean, As the breasts I believed in with me, If their billows excite an emotion, It is that they bear me from thee.
Página 146 - Gul in her bloom; Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute; Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In...