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But silent let me sink to Earth , With no officious mourners near : I would not mar
one hour of mirth , Nor startle friendship with a tear . Yet Love ! if Love in such an
hour Could nobly check its useless sighs , Might then exert its latest power In her
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But silent let me sink to Earth , With no officious mourners near : I would not mar
one hour of mirth , Nor startle friendship with a tear . Yet Love ! if Love in such an
hour Could nobly check its useless sighs , Might then exert its latest power In her
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... pauses on the hillThe precious hour of parting lingers still ; But sad his light to
agonizing eyes , And dark the mountain ' s once delightful dyes . Gloom o ' er the
lovely land he seem ' d to pour , The land where Phæbus never frown ' d before ...
... pauses on the hillThe precious hour of parting lingers still ; But sad his light to
agonizing eyes , And dark the mountain ' s once delightful dyes . Gloom o ' er the
lovely land he seem ' d to pour , The land where Phæbus never frown ' d before ...
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... a grief that none should share : And pleased not him the sports that please his
age , The tricks of youth , the frolics of the page ; For hours on Lara he would fix
his glance , As all forgotten in that watchful trance ; And from his chief withdrawn
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... a grief that none should share : And pleased not him the sports that please his
age , The tricks of youth , the frolics of the page ; For hours on Lara he would fix
his glance , As all forgotten in that watchful trance ; And from his chief withdrawn
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... Join ' d the carousals of the great and gay , And saw them smile or sigh their
hours away ; But still he only saw , and did not share The common pleasure or
the general care ; He did not follow what they all pursued , With hope still baffled
still ...
... Join ' d the carousals of the great and gay , And saw them smile or sigh their
hours away ; But still he only saw , and did not share The common pleasure or
the general care ; He did not follow what they all pursued , With hope still baffled
still ...
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6 This hour we part ! _ my heart foreboded this : Thus ever fade my fairy dreams
of bliss . This hour - it cannot be — this hour away ! Yon bark hath hardly
anchored in the bay : Her consort still is absent , and her crew Have need of rest
before ...
6 This hour we part ! _ my heart foreboded this : Thus ever fade my fairy dreams
of bliss . This hour - it cannot be — this hour away ! Yon bark hath hardly
anchored in the bay : Her consort still is absent , and her crew Have need of rest
before ...
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appear arms aspect aught bear beauty beneath better blood blue breast breath bright brow cheek clouds dark dead death deep dread dream earth eternal face fair fall father fear feel fire flowers gaze gentle glance gone grave half hand hath head hear heart heaven hope hour knew land leaves less light lips living lone look meet mind mountains nature ne'er never night o'er once pale passed passion past pride rest roll rose round scarce seem'd seems seen shine shore sigh sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought thousand turn twas voice walls waters wave weep wild wind wing young youth
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Página 66 - 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 52 - 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 66 - Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise — we come, we come!
Página 148 - O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home!
Página 146 - Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Página 66 - On Suli's rock and Parga's shore Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore ; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heraclcidan blood might own.
Página 117 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
Página 63 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Página 150 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom...
Página 164 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been...
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His Works Volumen 6 de Howard's beauties of literature |
| Autores | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard |
| Editor | T. Davison, 1824 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 26 Sep 2006 |
| N.º de páginas | 212 páginas |
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