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The feverish glow of his brow was gone , And his heart sank so still that it felt like
stone , As he looked on the face , and beheld its hue So deeply changed from
what he knew : Fair but faint without the ray Of mind , that made each feature play
...
The feverish glow of his brow was gone , And his heart sank so still that it felt like
stone , As he looked on the face , and beheld its hue So deeply changed from
what he knew : Fair but faint without the ray Of mind , that made each feature play
...
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But once I saw that face , yet then It was so marked with inward pain , I could not
pass it by again ; It breathes the same dark spirit now As death were stamp ' d
upon his brow . ” * * ' Tis twice three years at summer tide Since first among our ...
But once I saw that face , yet then It was so marked with inward pain , I could not
pass it by again ; It breathes the same dark spirit now As death were stamp ' d
upon his brow . ” * * ' Tis twice three years at summer tide Since first among our ...
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... bust I ne ' er saw justice done , and yet she was A frequent model : and if e ' er
she must Yield to stern Time and Nature ' s wrinkling laws , They will destroy a
face which mortal thought Ne ' er compass ' d , nor less mortal chisel wrought .
... bust I ne ' er saw justice done , and yet she was A frequent model : and if e ' er
she must Yield to stern Time and Nature ' s wrinkling laws , They will destroy a
face which mortal thought Ne ' er compass ' d , nor less mortal chisel wrought .
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Corruption came not in each mind to kill All hope ; to look upon her sweet face
bred New thoughts of life , for it seem ' d full of soul , She had so much , earth
could not claim the whole . The ruling passion , such as marble shows When ...
Corruption came not in each mind to kill All hope ; to look upon her sweet face
bred New thoughts of life , for it seem ' d full of soul , She had so much , earth
could not claim the whole . The ruling passion , such as marble shows When ...
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... And smiled _ Heaven pardon ! if ' twere with disdain ; And Kaled , though he
spoke not , nor withdrew From Lara ' s face his fixed despairing view , With brow
repulsive , and with gesture swift , Flung back the hand which held the sacred gift
...
... And smiled _ Heaven pardon ! if ' twere with disdain ; And Kaled , though he
spoke not , nor withdrew From Lara ' s face his fixed despairing view , With brow
repulsive , and with gesture swift , Flung back the hand which held the sacred gift
...
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Página 167 - 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 167 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flattered, followed, sought and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Página 195 - Cameron's gathering' rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Página 65 - The mountains look on Marathon, And Marathon looks on the sea. And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free, For standing on the Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave.
Página 85 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown.
Página 49 - 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 : — All heaven and earth are still : — From the high host Of stars, to the lull'd lake and mountain-coast, All is concenter'd in a life intense, Where not a beam, nor air, nor leaf is lost, But hath a part of being, and a sense Of that which is of all Creator and defence, xc.
Página 148 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
Página 146 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar...
Página 67 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! On Suli's rock, and Parga's shore, Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heracleidan blood might own.
Página 150 - 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!
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His Works Volumen 6 de Howard's beauties of literature |
| Autor | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Editor | T. Davison, 1824 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 28 Sep 2007 |
| N.º de páginas | 212 páginas |
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