Lara, a tale [by lord Byron]. Jacqueline, a tale [by S. Rogers]. |
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... less earthly than his own . 140 " Yes , they who chose might smile , but some had seen They scarce knew what , but more than should have been . " Why gaz'd he so upon the ghastly head " Which hands profane had gather'd from the dead ...
... less earthly than his own . 140 " Yes , they who chose might smile , but some had seen They scarce knew what , but more than should have been . " Why gaz'd he so upon the ghastly head " Which hands profane had gather'd from the dead ...
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... less surprise Than those around , their chieftain's state he eyes , But Lara's prostrate form he bent beside , 241 And in that tongue which seem'd his own replied , And Lara heeds those tones that gently seem To soothe away the horrours ...
... less surprise Than those around , their chieftain's state he eyes , But Lara's prostrate form he bent beside , 241 And in that tongue which seem'd his own replied , And Lara heeds those tones that gently seem To soothe away the horrours ...
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... less he smiles , nor more his forehead lours Than these were wont ; and if the coming night Appear'd less welcome now to Lara's sight , He to his marvelling vassals show'd it not , Whose shuddering prov'd their fear was less forgot . In ...
... less he smiles , nor more his forehead lours Than these were wont ; and if the coming night Appear'd less welcome now to Lara's sight , He to his marvelling vassals show'd it not , Whose shuddering prov'd their fear was less forgot . In ...
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... less of sorrow than of pride was there , 540 Or if ' twere grief , 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 ...
... less of sorrow than of pride was there , 540 Or if ' twere grief , 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 ...
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... less than his desire That thus he served , but surely not for hire . Slight were the tasks enjoined him by his lord , To hold the stirrup , or to bear the sword ; To tune his lute , or if he willed it 40 CANTO I. LARA .
... less than his desire That thus he served , but surely not for hire . Slight were the tasks enjoined him by his lord , To hold the stirrup , or to bear the sword ; To tune his lute , or if he willed it 40 CANTO I. LARA .
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accents appear'd augur beheld beneath blood bosom breast breath brook'd brow calm CANTO caught chaplet cheek chieftain D'Arcy dark deeds dread dream earth faint falchion fame fate fear feel feudal fix'd forget gathered gaz'd gaze glance gloomy gone grave grew grief guest half hall hate hath haughty heard heart hour Jacqueline Kaled Kaled's knew knighthood land Lara Lara's hand less light link'd look'd lord lov'd lute mingle mirth mix'd morn ne'er night not-but numbers o'er once Otho Otho's pass'd perchance Pierre pride rais'd rest riven rose round scarce scene seem'd seemed Serf shone sigh silent Sir Ezzelin Slavery smile snatch sought soul spoke steed stranger strife sudden sunk sway tale tears terrour thee thence thou thought told tongue trance turn'd Twas Lara twas Lara's twere vassals visage voice waved Whate'er wild words wound youth
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Página 22 - All was so still, so soft in earth and air, You scarce would start to meet a spirit there ; Secure that nought of evil could delight To walk in such a scene, on such a night...
Página 29 - There was in him a vital scorn of all : As if the worst had fall'n which could befall, He stood a stranger in this breathing world, An erring spirit from another hurl'd...
Página 17 - A high demeanour, and a glance that took Their thoughts from others by a single look ; And that sarcastic levity of tongue, The stinging of a heart the world hath stung...
Página 47 - Melt into morn, and Light awakes the world. Man has another day to swell the past, And lead him near to little, but his last ; But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth, The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth ; Flowers in the valley, splendour in the beam, Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream. Immortal man ! behold her glories shine, And cry, exulting inly,
Página 84 - Oh ! she was good as she was fair. None — none on earth above her! As pure in thought as angels are, To know her was to love her. When little, and her eyes, her voice, Her every gesture said, "rejoice...
Página 21 - It was the night— and Lara's glassy stream The stars are studding, each with imaged beam : So calm, the waters scarcely seem to stray, And yet they glide like happiness away...
Página 29 - He called on Nature's self to share the shame, And charged all faults upon the fleshly form She gave to clog the soul, and feast the worm ; Till he at last confounded good and ill, And half mistook for fate the acts of will : "• a Too high for common selfishness, he could At times resign his own for others...