The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His WorksT. Davison, 1824 - 212 páginas |
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... weep not for kings shall weep for thee , And Freedom's heart , grown heavy , cease to hoard Her many griefs for ONE ; for she had pour'd Her orisons for thee and o'er thy head Beheld her Iris . - Thou , too , lonely lord , And desolate ...
... weep not for kings shall weep for thee , And Freedom's heart , grown heavy , cease to hoard Her many griefs for ONE ; for she had pour'd Her orisons for thee and o'er thy head Beheld her Iris . - Thou , too , lonely lord , And desolate ...
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... gate . " Come hither , hither , my little page ! Why dost thou weep and wail ? Or dost thou dread the billow's rage ? Or tremble at the gale ? But dash the tear - drop from thine eye ; .24 BYRON . CHILDE HAROLD'S ADIEU TO ENGLAND. ...
... gate . " Come hither , hither , my little page ! Why dost thou weep and wail ? Or dost thou dread the billow's rage ? Or tremble at the gale ? But dash the tear - drop from thine eye ; .24 BYRON . CHILDE HAROLD'S ADIEU TO ENGLAND. ...
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... Weep not - strike ! for Rome is mourning * ! * Scipio , the second Africanus , is said to have repeated a verse of Homer , and wept o'er the burning of Carthage . He had better have granted it a capitu- lation . Onward sweep the varied ...
... Weep not - strike ! for Rome is mourning * ! * Scipio , the second Africanus , is said to have repeated a verse of Homer , and wept o'er the burning of Carthage . He had better have granted it a capitu- lation . Onward sweep the varied ...
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... weep , The tender azure of the unruffled deep , The orange tints that gild the greenest bough , The torrents that from cliff to valley leap , The vine on high , the willow branch below , Mix'd in one mighty scene , with varied beauty ...
... weep , The tender azure of the unruffled deep , The orange tints that gild the greenest bough , The torrents that from cliff to valley leap , The vine on high , the willow branch below , Mix'd in one mighty scene , with varied beauty ...
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... weep , or wish , the coming blow : No maiden , with dishevell'd hair , To feel , or feign , decorous woe . But silent let me sink to Earth , With no officious mourners near : I would not mar one hour of mirth , Nor startle friendship ...
... weep , or wish , the coming blow : No maiden , with dishevell'd hair , To feel , or feign , decorous woe . But silent let me sink to Earth , With no officious mourners near : I would not mar one hour of mirth , Nor startle friendship ...
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Términos y frases comunes
arms art thou aught Ave Maria beam beauty behold beneath blest blood blue bosom breast breath brow capital punishments Carthage charm cheek Clarens clouds dark dead death deep dread dream e'er eagle passes earth Egeria eternal face fair fear feel flowers gaze gentle GIAOUR glance glow gondolier grave grief hand hath heart heaven hope hour human clay JUNGFRAU Kaled knew light lips living lone look look'd mortal mountains Myrrha ne'er never night o'er once pale passion pause pride rill Rome rose round Samian wine scarce seem'd Seraph shine shone shore sigh sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stamp'd stars stood sweet tears tender thee thine things thou art thought trembling twas twill waters wave weep wert Whate'er wild wind wing wither'd youth Zuleika
Pasajes populares
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...