The works of lord Byron, Volumen 2 |
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... of the Sun- Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done ? ( 2 Oh ! wild as the accents of lovers ' farewell Are the hearts which they bear , and the tales which they tell II . Begirt with many a gallant slave , Apparell❜d B 2.
... of the Sun- Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done ? ( 2 Oh ! wild as the accents of lovers ' farewell Are the hearts which they bear , and the tales which they tell II . Begirt with many a gallant slave , Apparell❜d B 2.
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... wild and loud- He thought but of old Giaffir's daughter ! X. No word from Selim's bosom broke ; One sigh Zuleika's thought bespoke : Still gazed he through the lattice grate , Pale , mute , and mournfully sedate . To him Zuleika's eye ...
... wild and loud- He thought but of old Giaffir's daughter ! X. No word from Selim's bosom broke ; One sigh Zuleika's thought bespoke : Still gazed he through the lattice grate , Pale , mute , and mournfully sedate . To him Zuleika's eye ...
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... wild - unwearied to the strand They struggle - now they touch the land ! They come — ' tis but to add to slaughter— His heart's best blood is on the water ! 1035 XXV . Escaped from shot , unharm'd by steel , Or scarcely grazed its force ...
... wild - unwearied to the strand They struggle - now they touch the land ! They come — ' tis but to add to slaughter— His heart's best blood is on the water ! 1035 XXV . Escaped from shot , unharm'd by steel , Or scarcely grazed its force ...
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... wild cry - and all was still . Peace to thy broken heart , and virgin grave ! Ah ! happy ! but of life to lose the worst ! 1120 That grief - though deep - though fatal - was thy first ! Thrice happy ! ne'er to feel nor fear the force ...
... wild cry - and all was still . Peace to thy broken heart , and virgin grave ! Ah ! happy ! but of life to lose the worst ! 1120 That grief - though deep - though fatal - was thy first ! Thrice happy ! ne'er to feel nor fear the force ...
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... wild and well ! But when the day - blush bursts from high Expires that magic melody . And some have been who could believe , ( So fondly youthful dreams deceive , 1190 Yet harsh be they that blame ) That note so piercing and profound ...
... wild and well ! But when the day - blush bursts from high Expires that magic melody . And some have been who could believe , ( So fondly youthful dreams deceive , 1190 Yet harsh be they that blame ) That note so piercing and profound ...
Términos y frases comunes
accents Amaun apostolic palace appear'd arms aught band beam bear beheld beneath betray'd blood bosom bread and salt breast breath BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow calpac CANTO cheek Conrad CORSAIR crime dare dark dead death deeds deep despair dread dream earth Ezzelin fair fate fear feel fix'd foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave grief Gulnare hand Haram Hassan hate hath head heard heart heaven hope hour Houris knew Koran land Lara Lara's light line 14 lonely look look'd mark'd ne'er night Note numbers o'er once Otho Pacha pale pass'd perchance pride rest rose round sabre scarce seem'd Selim Seyd shore silent slave smile sooth soul spirit stamp'd steed stern strife tale tear tell thee thine thou thought Timariot Turkish turn'd Twas twere voice wave Whate'er wild words wound youth Zuleika
Pasajes populares
Página 225 - 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, And leave his sons a hope, a fame, They too will rather die than shame : For Freedom's battle once begun, Bequeath'd by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft is ever won.
Página 7 - In colour though varied, in beauty may vie, And the purple of ocean is deepest in dye ; Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all, save the spirit of man, is divine ? 'Tis the clime of the East ; 'tis the land of the Sun — Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done ? 2 Oh ! wild as the accents of lovers...
Página 7 - Gul in her bloom? Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute, Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In colour though varied, in beauty may vie...
Página 224 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, 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!
Página 76 - How gloriously her gallant course she goes! Her white wings flying — never from her foes — She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife.
Página 165 - 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 224 - And but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now. And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart...
Página 73 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?
Página 226 - Bequeathed by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft is ever won. Bear witness, Greece, thy living page, Attest it many a deathless age ! While kings, in dusty darkness hid, Have left a nameless pyramid, Thy heroes, though the general doom Hath swept the column from their tomb, A mightier monument command, The mountains of their native land ! There points thy Muse to stranger's eye The graves of those that cannot die...
Página 223 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...