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Colonna is no less a resort of painters than of pirates ; there “ The hireling artist
plants his paltry desk , " And makes degraded Nature picturesque . " ( See
Hodgson ' s Lady Jane Grey , & c ) But there Nature , with the aid of Art , has done
that ...
Colonna is no less a resort of painters than of pirates ; there “ The hireling artist
plants his paltry desk , " And makes degraded Nature picturesque . " ( See
Hodgson ' s Lady Jane Grey , & c ) But there Nature , with the aid of Art , has done
that ...
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States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die Nor yet forget how Venice once
was dear, . The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque
of Italy ! IV. But unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story, and her long ...
States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die Nor yet forget how Venice once
was dear, . The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque
of Italy ! IV. But unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story, and her long ...
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Thou art the garden of the world , the home Of all Art yields , and Nature can
decree : Even in thy desert , what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful ,
thy waste More rich than other climes ' fertility ; Thy wreck a glory , and thy ruin
graced ...
Thou art the garden of the world , the home Of all Art yields , and Nature can
decree : Even in thy desert , what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful ,
thy waste More rich than other climes ' fertility ; Thy wreck a glory , and thy ruin
graced ...
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( 35 ) None felt stern Nature rocking at his feet , And yawning forth a grave for
those who lay Upon their bucklers for a winding sheet ; Such is the absorbing
hate when warring nations meet ! LXIV . The Earth to them was as a rolling bark
Which ...
( 35 ) None felt stern Nature rocking at his feet , And yawning forth a grave for
those who lay Upon their bucklers for a winding sheet ; Such is the absorbing
hate when warring nations meet ! LXIV . The Earth to them was as a rolling bark
Which ...
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Our life is a false nature ' tis not in The harmony of things , - - this hard decree ,
This uneradicable taint of sin , This boundless upas , this all - blasting tree ,
Whose root is earth , whose leaves and branches be The skies which rain their
plagues ...
Our life is a false nature ' tis not in The harmony of things , - - this hard decree ,
This uneradicable taint of sin , This boundless upas , this all - blasting tree ,
Whose root is earth , whose leaves and branches be The skies which rain their
plagues ...
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Página 176 - All heaven and earth are still — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep...
Página 151 - And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed. And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Página 260 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll [ Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Página 262 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time,— Calm or convulsed, in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime 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 151 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Página 59 - 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 ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 262 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Página 176 - Uprear'd of human hands. Come and compare Columns and idol-dwellings, Goth or Greek, With Nature's realms of worship, earth and air, Nor fix on fond abodes to circumscribe thy prayer.
Página 153 - There have been tears and breaking hearts for thee, And mine were nothing, had I such to give ; But when I stood beneath the fresh green tree, Which living waves where thou didst cease to live, And saw around me the wide field revive With fruits and fertile promise, and the Spring Come forth her work of gladness to contrive, With all her reckless birds upon the wing, I turn'd from all she brought to those she could not bring.
Página 143 - Is THY face like thy mother's, my fair child! Ada ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled, And then we parted, — not as now we part, But with a hope. — Awaking with a start, The waters heave around me ; and on high The winds lift up their voices: I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by, When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The works of lord Byron, Volumen 1 The works of lord Byron, George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Autor | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Publicado en | 1820 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 25 Sep 2006 |
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