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George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) 1 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . A ROMAUNT . " L'UNIVERS EST.
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) 1 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . A ROMAUNT . " L'UNIVERS EST.
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George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . A ROMAUNT . BY LORD BYRON . LONDON : JOHN MURRAY , ALBEMARLE STREET . MDCCCXLI . 1185 . BRADBURY AND EVANS , TRINTERS EXTRAORDINARY TO THE QUEEN ,
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . A ROMAUNT . BY LORD BYRON . LONDON : JOHN MURRAY , ALBEMARLE STREET . MDCCCXLI . 1185 . BRADBURY AND EVANS , TRINTERS EXTRAORDINARY TO THE QUEEN ,
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... Harold , he was so far perfectly knightly in his attributes- " No waiter , but a knight templar * . " - By the by , I fear that Sir Tristrem and Sir Lancelot were no better than they should be * The Rovers . Antijacobin .
... Harold , he was so far perfectly knightly in his attributes- " No waiter , but a knight templar * . " - By the by , I fear that Sir Tristrem and Sir Lancelot were no better than they should be * The Rovers . Antijacobin .
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... Harold ” to live his day , such as he is ; it had been more agreeable , and certainly more easy , to have drawn an amiable character . It had been easy to varnish over his faults , to make him do more and express less , but he never was ...
... Harold ” to live his day , such as he is ; it had been more agreeable , and certainly more easy , to have drawn an amiable character . It had been easy to varnish over his faults , to make him do more and express less , but he never was ...
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... Harold was he hight : -but whence his name And lineage long , it suits me not to say ; Suffice it , that perchance they were of fame , And had been glorious in another day : But one sad losel soils a name for aye , However mighty in the ...
... Harold was he hight : -but whence his name And lineage long , it suits me not to say ; Suffice it , that perchance they were of fame , And had been glorious in another day : But one sad losel soils a name for aye , However mighty in the ...
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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Volumen 1 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Vista completa - 1837 |
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Página 84 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
Página 122 - Alas, the lofty city ! and alas, The trebly hundred triumphs ! and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas for Tully's voice, and Virgil's lay, And Livy's pictured page ! But these shall be Her resurrection ; all beside— decay. Alas, for Earth, for never shall we see That brightness in her eye she bore when Rome was free ! LXXXIII.
Página 83 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...
Página 85 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee!
Página 69 - 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...
Página 68 - 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...
Página 83 - 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 41 - But 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 flattered, followed, sought and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Página 66 - Yet must I think less wildly : — I have thought Too long and darkly, till my brain became, In its own eddy boiling and o'erwrought, A whirling gulf of phantasy and flame : And thus, untaught in youth my heart to tame, My springs of life were poison'd.
Página 144 - But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Standest alone — with nothing like to thee — Worthiest of God, the holy and the true. Since Zion's desolation, when that He Forsook his former city, what could be, Of earthly structures, in his honour piled, Of a sublimer aspect ? Majesty, Power, Glory, Strength, and Beauty, all are aisled In this eternal ark of worship undefiled.