The bride of Abydos, The corsair, Lara [and other poems]. |
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The Bride of Abydos, the Corsair, Lara [and Other Poems] George Gordon N Byron,George Gordon N Lara No hay ninguna vista previa disponible - 2018 |
The Bride of Abydos, the Corsair, Lara [And Other Poems] George Gordon N Byron,George Gordon N Lara No hay ninguna vista previa disponible - 2018 |
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Términos y frases comunes
adieu Alhama Anacreon arms Athens Ay de mí bard beam beauty behold beneath blest blood bosom Botherby breast breath brow Calmar Capel Lofft cheek Cortana dare dark dead dear death deeds dread dream Dunciad earth Edinburgh Review fair falchion fame fate fear feel fix'd foes forget friendship gaze gentle glory glow grave grief Gulnare hand hate hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour Inkel Lady Bluebottle Lara Lara's lips live lonely Lord Byron lyre Morgante muse ne'er never Newstead Abbey night numbers o'er once Orlando Pacha Pallas pass'd perchance poem praise pride rhyme scarce scene seem'd shore sigh slave sleep smile song soothe soul spirit stamp'd STANZAS sweet tale tears tell thee thine thing Thomas Moore thought throne Tracy truth turn'd verse voice wave weep Whate'er wild wing words youth Zuleika
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Página 3 - 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 393 - They parted— ne'er to meet again! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between;— But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Página 393 - Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again : Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show! Then thou wouldst at last discover 'Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend thee — Though it smile upon the blow, Even its...
Página 41 - 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 ! These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey.
Página 125 - 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 398 - Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left; All earth was but one thought — and that was death, Immediate and inglorious; and the pang Of famine fed upon all entrails...
Página 392 - WHEN we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss ; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow — • It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame ; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me...
Página 401 - Thou art a symbol and a sign To Mortals of their fate and force; Like thee, Man is in part divine, A troubled stream from a pure source; And Man in portions can foresee His own funereal destiny; His wretchedness, and his resistance.
Página 405 - NEAR THIS SPOT ARE DEPOSITED THE REMAINS OF ONE WHO POSSESSED BEAUTY WITHOUT VANITY, STRENGTH WITHOUT INSOLENCE, COURAGE WITHOUT FEROCITY, AND ALL THE VIRTUES OF MAN WITHOUT HIS VICES. THIS PRAISE, WHICH WOULD BE UNMEANING FLATTERY IF INSCRIBED OVER HUMAN ASHES, IS BUT A JUST TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF "BOATSWAIN," A DOG WHO WAS BORN AT NEWFOUNDLAND, MAY, 1803, AND DIED AT NEWSTEAD ABBEY NOV. 18, 1808...
Página 125 - O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows. On old /Egina's rock, and Idra's isle, The god of gladness sheds his parting smile; O'er his own regions lingering, loves to shine, Though there his altars are no more divine.