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... cloud that gave it birth It fell , and caught one stain of earth . The cygnet nobly walks the water ; So moved on earth Circassia's daughter , The loveliest bird of Franguestan ! " As rears her crest the ruffled Swan , And spurns the ...
... cloud that gave it birth It fell , and caught one stain of earth . The cygnet nobly walks the water ; So moved on earth Circassia's daughter , The loveliest bird of Franguestan ! " As rears her crest the ruffled Swan , And spurns the ...
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... clouds of morn That , streak'd with dusky red , portend The day shall have a stormy end ; A stain on every bush that bore A fragment of his palampore , ( 30 ) His breast with wounds unnumber'd riven , His back to earth , his face to ...
... clouds of morn That , streak'd with dusky red , portend The day shall have a stormy end ; A stain on every bush that bore A fragment of his palampore , ( 30 ) His breast with wounds unnumber'd riven , His back to earth , his face to ...
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... cloud or sun ? Less hideous far the tempest's roar Than ne'er to brave the billows more— Thrown , when the war of winds is o'er , A lonely wreck on fortune's shore , ' Mid sullen calm , and silent bay , Unseen to drop by dull decay ...
... cloud or sun ? Less hideous far the tempest's roar Than ne'er to brave the billows more— Thrown , when the war of winds is o'er , A lonely wreck on fortune's shore , ' Mid sullen calm , and silent bay , Unseen to drop by dull decay ...
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... cloud the star Which now I gaze on , as on her , Who look'd and looks far lovelier ; Dimly I view its trembling spark ; To - morrow's night shall be more dark ; And I , before its rays appear , That lifeless thing the living fear . I ...
... cloud the star Which now I gaze on , as on her , Who look'd and looks far lovelier ; Dimly I view its trembling spark ; To - morrow's night shall be more dark ; And I , before its rays appear , That lifeless thing the living fear . I ...
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... cloud that bound it , Flash'd the soul of that eye Through the long lashes round it . A war - horse at the trumpet's sound , A lion roused by heedless hound , A tyrant waked to sudden strife By graze of ill - directed knife , Starts not ...
... cloud that bound it , Flash'd the soul of that eye Through the long lashes round it . A war - horse at the trumpet's sound , A lion roused by heedless hound , A tyrant waked to sudden strife By graze of ill - directed knife , Starts not ...
Términos y frases comunes
Amaun arms band beauty beneath blood Bonnivard bosom bread and salt breast breath brow calpac chain cheek cloud Conrad Corinth dare dark dead death deed deep doom dread earth fair faithless fate fear feel fell fetter'd fire fix'd foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave Greece grief Gulnare hand Haram Hassan hate hath head heard heart heaven Hellespont hope horsetails hour Houris isle Koran light line 12 lips living lonely look'd maid Morea Moslem Mussulman ne'er never night NOTE numbers o'er Pacha pale pass'd pride rest rose round sabre scarce seem'd seen Selim Seyd she-the shine shore silent slave smile soothe soul sound spirit stamp'd steed stern stood strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought tide Timariot turban Turkish turn'd Twas voice wall wave wild wind words wound Zuleika
Pasajes populares
Página 276 - Less wretched now, and one day free ; He, too, who yet had held untired A spirit natural or inspired — He, too, was struck, and day by day Was withered on the stalk away. Oh, God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Página 283 - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count — I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise And clear them of their dreary mote...
Página 277 - Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
Página 13 - Twas but a moment that he stood, Then sped as if by death pursued : But in that instant o'er his soul Winters of Memory seem'd to roll, And gather in that drop of time A life of pain, an age of crime.
Página 67 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime ? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Página 275 - His corse in dust whereon the day Might shine — it was a foolish thought, But then within my brain it wrought, That even in death his freeborn breast In such a dungeon could not rest. I might have spared my idle prayer — They coldly laugh'd, and laid him there: The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love; His empty chain above it leant...
Página 31 - But first, on earth as Vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent ; Then ghastly haunt thy native place, And suck the blood of all thy race, There from thy daughter, sister, wife, At midnight drain the stream of life ; • Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse ; Thy victims ere they yet expire , Shall know the dsemon for their sire, As cursing thee, thou cursing them, Thy flowers are wither'd on the stem.
Página 281 - With links unfasten'd did remain, And it was liberty to Stride Along my cell from side to side, And up and down, and then athwart, And tread it over every part; And round the pillars one by one, Returning where my walk begun, Avoiding only, as I trod, My brothers...
Página 143 - There breathe but few whose aspect might defy The full encounter of his searching eye: He had the skill, when Cunning's gaze would seek To probe his heart and watch his changing cheek, At once the observer's purpose to espy, And on himself roll back his scrutiny, Lest he to Conrad rather should betray Some secret thought, than drag that chiefs to day.
Página 8 - Bequeathed by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft is ever won. Bear witness, Greece, thy living page, Attest it many a deathless age ! While kings, in dusty darkness hid, Have left a nameless pyramid, Thy heroes, though the general doom Hath swept the column from their tomb, A mightier monument command, The mountains of their native land ! There points thy Muse to stranger's eye The graves of those that cannot die...