The Giaour. The corsair. Lara. The bride of Abydos. Siege of Corinth. Parisina. The prisoners of Chillon. Beppo. MazeppaJohn Murray, 1831 |
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... The languor of the placid cheek , And - but for that sad shrouded eye , That fires not , wins not , weeps not , now , And but for that chill , changeless brow , Where The doom he dreads , yet dwells upon ; Yes THE GIAOUR .
... The languor of the placid cheek , And - but for that sad shrouded eye , That fires not , wins not , weeps not , now , And but for that chill , changeless brow , Where The doom he dreads , yet dwells upon ; Yes THE GIAOUR .
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George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. The doom he dreads , yet dwells upon ; Yes , but for these and these alone , Some moments , ay , one treacherous hour , He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; So fair , so calm , so softly seal'd , The ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. The doom he dreads , yet dwells upon ; Yes , but for these and these alone , Some moments , ay , one treacherous hour , He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; So fair , so calm , so softly seal'd , The ...
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... Bairam feast's begun ; To - night - but who and what art thou Of foreign garb and fearful brow ? And what are these to thine or thee , That thou should'st either pause or flee ? He stood - some dread was on his face , 12 THE GIAOUR .
... Bairam feast's begun ; To - night - but who and what art thou Of foreign garb and fearful brow ? And what are these to thine or thee , That thou should'st either pause or flee ? He stood - some dread was on his face , 12 THE GIAOUR .
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George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. He stood - some dread was on his face , Soon Hatred settled in its place : It rose not with the reddening flush Of transient Anger's hasty blush , But pale as marble o'er the tomb , Whose ghastly ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. He stood - some dread was on his face , Soon Hatred settled in its place : It rose not with the reddening flush Of transient Anger's hasty blush , But pale as marble o'er the tomb , Whose ghastly ...
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... dreaded more than hostile sword , Nor of his little band a man Resign'd carbine or ataghan , Nor raised the craven cry , Amaun ! ( 28 ) In fuller sight , more near and near , The lately ambush'd foes appear , And , issuing from the ...
... dreaded more than hostile sword , Nor of his little band a man Resign'd carbine or ataghan , Nor raised the craven cry , Amaun ! ( 28 ) In fuller sight , more near and near , The lately ambush'd foes appear , And , issuing from the ...
Términos y frases comunes
accents Amaun apostolic palace arms band beauty beheld beneath blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath brow call'd calpac Cavalier Servente cheek Conrad dare dark dead death deed deep doom dread dream earth Ezzelin fair faithless fate fear feel fell fix'd foes gather'd gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven Hellespont hope horsetails hour Houris knew Lara Lara's light limbs lips lonely look look'd Mazeppa Moslem ne'er never night Note nought numbers o'er once Pacha pale Parisina pass'd pride rage rest rose round sabre scarce seem'd Selim she-the shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent slave smile soul stamp'd steed stern stood strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought Timariot turban turn'd Twas Venice voice wall wave Whate'er wild words wound youth Zuleika
Pasajes populares
Página 9 - These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own ; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear...
Página 61 - 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 340 - Who loved me in a human shape; And the whole earth would henceforth be A wider prison unto me...
Página 340 - I saw them — and they were the same, They were not changed like me in frame; I saw their thousand years of snow On high — their wide long lake below, And the blue Rhone in fullest flow...
Página 8 - As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd ! (J) Such is the aspect of this shore; 'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there.
Página 331 - I ought to do — and did my best; And each did well in his degree. The youngest, whom my father loved, Because our mother's brow was given To him, with eyes as blue as heaven — For him my soul was sorely moved.
Página 412 - A thousand horse, and none to ride ! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils never...
Página 103 - Salamis ! Their azure arches through the long expanse More deeply purpled meet his mellowing glance, And tenderest tints, along their summits driven, Mark his gay course, and own the hues of heaven ; Till, darkly shaded from the land and deep, Behind his Delphian cliff he sinks to sleep.
Página 327 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps...
Página 339 - I could not wish for thine! Or if it were, in winged guise, A visitant from Paradise; For — Heaven forgive that thought! the while Which made me both to weep and smile; I sometimes...