Childe Harold: Texte Anglais Pub. Avec Une Notice, Des Arguments Et Des Notes en FrançaisHachette et cie, 1883 - 264 páginas |
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... foes in fight o'erthrown , yet victors here1 , Where Scorn2 her finger points through many a coming year ? Passage ... foe . 2. Where Scorn . On a remar- qué plus haat Folly , la Folie ; Policy , la Politique ; Triumph , le Triomphe ...
... foes in fight o'erthrown , yet victors here1 , Where Scorn2 her finger points through many a coming year ? Passage ... foe . 2. Where Scorn . On a remar- qué plus haat Folly , la Folie ; Policy , la Politique ; Triumph , le Triomphe ...
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... foes , And all must shield their all , or share Subjection's woes . 1. Oh , that ... Ah ! si ... , plût à Dieu que ... Cette forme elliptique devenue régulière en est glais . all- 2. Ease , l'Indolence . Nouvel exemple de ces ...
... foes , And all must shield their all , or share Subjection's woes . 1. Oh , that ... Ah ! si ... , plût à Dieu que ... Cette forme elliptique devenue régulière en est glais . all- 2. Ease , l'Indolence . Nouvel exemple de ces ...
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... foes should boast and bleed ' Peace to the perished ! may the warrior's meed 1. On Talavera's plain . Tala - vera de la Reina , ville sur le Tage , dans la Nouvelle - Castille , fut témoin d'une grande bataille livrée le 27 juillet 1809 ...
... foes should boast and bleed ' Peace to the perished ! may the warrior's meed 1. On Talavera's plain . Tala - vera de la Reina , ville sur le Tage , dans la Nouvelle - Castille , fut témoin d'une grande bataille livrée le 27 juillet 1809 ...
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... foes disabled in the brutal fray : And now the Matadores around him play , Shake the red cloak , and poise the ready brand : Once more through all he bursts his thundering way— Vain rage ! the mantle quits the conynge hand , Wraps his ...
... foes disabled in the brutal fray : And now the Matadores around him play , Shake the red cloak , and poise the ready brand : Once more through all he bursts his thundering way— Vain rage ! the mantle quits the conynge hand , Wraps his ...
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... foe Can act , is acting there against man's life : From flashing scimitar to secret knife , War mouldeth there each weapon to his need- So may he guard the sister and the wife , So may he make each curst oppressor bleed- So may such foes ...
... foe Can act , is acting there against man's life : From flashing scimitar to secret knife , War mouldeth there each weapon to his need- So may he guard the sister and the wife , So may he make each curst oppressor bleed- So may such foes ...
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Página 262 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee and arbiter of war, — These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.
Página 243 - And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him, — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not, — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away.
Página 125 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Página 116 - Once more upon the waters ! yet once more ! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider.
Página 215 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her...
Página 126 - Within a windowed niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear That sound the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear; And when they smiled because he deem'd it near, His heart more truly knew that peal too well Which stretch'd his father on a bloody bier, And roused the vengeance blood alone could quell: He rush'd into the field, and, foremost fighting, fell.
Página 170 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, nor cried aloud In worship of an echo; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such; I stood Among them, but not of them; in a shroud Of thoughts which were not their thoughts and still could, Had I not filed my mind, which thus itself subdued.
Página 224 - There is a stern round tower of other days, ^ Firm as a fortress, with its fence of stone, Such as an army's baffled strength delays, Standing with half its battlements alone, And with two thousand years of ivy grown, The garland of eternity, where wave The green leaves over all by time o'erthrown ; — What was this tower of strength ? within its cave What treasure lay so lock'd, so hid ? — A woman's grave.
Página 263 - 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 179 - She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean, Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers...