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... Dark 415 I saw thee weep • 415 Thy Days are done 415 " By the Waters of Babylon " By the Rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept 419 419 420 Saul Song of Saul before his Last Battle 410 A Spirit passed before me 415 The Destruction of ...
... Dark 415 I saw thee weep • 415 Thy Days are done 415 " By the Waters of Babylon " By the Rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept 419 419 420 Saul Song of Saul before his Last Battle 410 A Spirit passed before me 415 The Destruction of ...
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... Dark brown locks , curling over a lofty forehead , grey eyes with long dark lashes , a mouth and chin of exquisite symmetry , are shown in his portraits , and were animated by an astonishing mobility of expression , varying from apathy ...
... Dark brown locks , curling over a lofty forehead , grey eyes with long dark lashes , a mouth and chin of exquisite symmetry , are shown in his portraits , and were animated by an astonishing mobility of expression , varying from apathy ...
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... dark deceit it leaves not . 6 . No , no , my flame was not pretended ; For , oh ! I lov'd you most sincerely ; And though our dream at last is ended My bosom still esteems you dearly . 1 [ " The lady's name was Julia Leacroft " ( Note ...
... dark deceit it leaves not . 6 . No , no , my flame was not pretended ; For , oh ! I lov'd you most sincerely ; And though our dream at last is ended My bosom still esteems you dearly . 1 [ " The lady's name was Julia Leacroft " ( Note ...
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... dark restraint ; Spite of all thou fain would'st say , Sill in truant beams they play . Iny lips but here my modest Muse Her impulse chaste must needs refuse : She blushes , curt'sies , frowns , — in short She Dreads lest the Subject ...
... dark restraint ; Spite of all thou fain would'st say , Sill in truant beams they play . Iny lips but here my modest Muse Her impulse chaste must needs refuse : She blushes , curt'sies , frowns , — in short She Dreads lest the Subject ...
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... Dark was the flow of Oscar's hair , Wildly it stream'd along the gale But Allan's locks were bright and fai And pensive seem'd his cheek , ar pale . 17 . But Oscar own'd a hero's soul , His dark eye shone through beams truth ; Allan had ...
... Dark was the flow of Oscar's hair , Wildly it stream'd along the gale But Allan's locks were bright and fai And pensive seem'd his cheek , ar pale . 17 . But Oscar own'd a hero's soul , His dark eye shone through beams truth ; Allan had ...
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The Complete Poetical Works of Lord Byron George Gordon Byron Baron Byron,Paul Elmer More Vista completa - 1905 |
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Página 277 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Página 285 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war, — These are thy toys, and as the snowy flake They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.* Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee, — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they?
Página 455 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Página 285 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...
Página 223 - Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet 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 418 - 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 223 - 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; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — "The foe! They come! they come! " XXVI. And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering
Página 452 - 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 496 - There were giants in the earth in those days ; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.
Página 419 - When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee, Who knew thee too...