Lara, a tale [by lord Byron]. Jacqueline, a tale [by S. Rogers]. |
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... soul in youth was haughty , but his sins No more than pleasure from the stripling wins ; And such , if not yet harden'd in their course , Might be redeem'd , nor ask a long remorse . 60 V. And they indeed were changed - ' tis quickly ...
... soul in youth was haughty , but his sins No more than pleasure from the stripling wins ; And such , if not yet harden'd in their course , Might be redeem'd , nor ask a long remorse . 60 V. And they indeed were changed - ' tis quickly ...
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... soul no more could contemplate : Such scene reminded him of other days , Of skies more cloudless , moons of purer blaze , Of nights more soft and frequent , hearts that now- No - no - the storm may beat upon his brow , Unfelt ...
... soul no more could contemplate : Such scene reminded him of other days , Of skies more cloudless , moons of purer blaze , Of nights more soft and frequent , hearts that now- No - no - the storm may beat upon his brow , Unfelt ...
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... self - inflicted penance of a breast 309 Which tenderness might once have wrung from rest ; In vigilance of grief that would compel The soul to hate for having lov'd too well . XVIII . There was in him a vital scorn of 28 CANTO f . LARA .
... self - inflicted penance of a breast 309 Which tenderness might once have wrung from rest ; In vigilance of grief that would compel The soul to hate for having lov'd too well . XVIII . There was in him a vital scorn of 28 CANTO f . LARA .
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... blame , 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 ; 330 Till he at last confounded good and ill , And 1 * CANTO I. 20 LARA .
... blame , 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 ; 330 Till he at last confounded good and ill , And 1 * CANTO I. 20 LARA .
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... soul , but found , Despite your wonder , to your own he wound ; His presence haunted still ; and from the breast He forced an all unwilling interest ; 380 Vain was the struggle in that mental net , His CANTO 1 . 31 LARA .
... soul , but found , Despite your wonder , to your own he wound ; His presence haunted still ; and from the breast He forced an all unwilling interest ; 380 Vain was the struggle in that mental net , His CANTO 1 . 31 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...