Selected Poems of Lord ByronT. Y. Crowell & Company, 1893 - 279 páginas |
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... give full accounts of his travels and adventures during his two years ' absence . He had planned to visit Egypt , Persia , and India , but his funds ran out and he was obliged to return . " Embarrassed in my private affairs , " he wrote ...
... give full accounts of his travels and adventures during his two years ' absence . He had planned to visit Egypt , Persia , and India , but his funds ran out and he was obliged to return . " Embarrassed in my private affairs , " he wrote ...
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... gives us we are so likely to acquire an admiring sense even of his variety and abundance , as by reading what he gives us at his happier moments . Varied and abundant he amply proves himself even by this taken alone . Receive him ...
... gives us we are so likely to acquire an admiring sense even of his variety and abundance , as by reading what he gives us at his happier moments . Varied and abundant he amply proves himself even by this taken alone . Receive him ...
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... gives advantage to the poetry , instead of de- priving it of any . Byron , I said , has not a great artist's profound and patient skill in combining an action or in developing a character , -a skill which we must watch and follow if we ...
... gives advantage to the poetry , instead of de- priving it of any . Byron , I said , has not a great artist's profound and patient skill in combining an action or in developing a character , -a skill which we must watch and follow if we ...
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... Byron nevertheless ; very far from it . The severe criti- cism of M. Scherer by no means gives us the whole truth about Byron , and we have not yet got it in what has been added to that criticism here . The negative part PREFACE . xlix.
... Byron nevertheless ; very far from it . The severe criti- cism of M. Scherer by no means gives us the whole truth about Byron , and we have not yet got it in what has been added to that criticism here . The negative part PREFACE . xlix.
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... gives the notion of power in a man's performance , genius gives rather the notion of felicity and perfection in it ; and this divine gift of consummate felicity by no means , as we have seen , belongs to Byron and to his poetry . Goethe ...
... gives the notion of power in a man's performance , genius gives rather the notion of felicity and perfection in it ; and this divine gift of consummate felicity by no means , as we have seen , belongs to Byron and to his poetry . Goethe ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Adah Arqua art thou Astarte beautiful behold beneath blood blue breast breath BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow Byron Cain Canto CHAMOIS cheek CHILDE HAROLD clouds cold dare dark dead death deep DON JUAN dost dread earth eyes Farewell fear feel foam gaze gentle Giaour glory Goethe grave hand hath heard heart heaven heaving hour immortal isle jelicks Lady land light limbs live lone look look'd Lord Lord Byron Lucifer MANFRED mortal mountains Murray ne'er never night o'er once PARISINA poet poetry PRISONER OF CHILLON roll'd rose round Samian wine scarce seem'd shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh slave smile soul spirit Stanzas star steed stood sweet tears thee thine things thou art Thou hast thought throne tomb turn'd Venice voice wall waters wave weep wild wind Witch Wordsworth youth
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Página 92 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Página 82 - Greece — but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start — for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb — Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell beam of feeling past away! Spark of that flame — perchance of heavenly birth — Which gleams, but warms no more its cherished earth!
Página 67 - 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?
Página 94 - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That 1 with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
Página 32 - Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child ! ADA ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled, And then we parted, — not as now we part, But with a hope. — Awaking with a start, The waters heave around me ; and on high The winds lift up their voices : I depart, Whither I know not ; but the hour's gone by, When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
Página lvii - What, in ill thoughts again ? Men must endure Their going hence, even as their coming hither : Ripeness is all : Come on.
Página 256 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head- and there is London Town!
Página 102 - In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier ; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear : Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy ! IV.
Página 125 - Lone — as a solitary cloud, A single cloud on a sunny day, While all the rest of heaven is clear, A frown upon the atmosphere, That hath no business to appear When skies are blue, and earth is gay.
Página 96 - Though in their souls, which thus each other thwarted, Love was the very root of the fond rage Which blighted their life's bloom, and then departed: — Itself expired, but leaving them an age Of years all winters, — war within themselves to wage.