The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Suppressed Poems, and Others Never Before Published ...Baudry, 1832 |
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... Poor fellow ! he had many things to wound him , Let's own , since it can do no harm on earth ; It was a trying moment that which found him Standing alone beside his desolate hearth , Where all his household gods lay shiver'd round him ...
... Poor fellow ! he had many things to wound him , Let's own , since it can do no harm on earth ; It was a trying moment that which found him Standing alone beside his desolate hearth , Where all his household gods lay shiver'd round him ...
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... Poor Julia's heart was in an awkward state ; She felt it going , and resolved to make The noblest efforts for herself and mate , For honour's , pride's , religion's , virtue's sake ; Her resolutions were most truly great , And almost ...
... Poor Julia's heart was in an awkward state ; She felt it going , and resolved to make The noblest efforts for herself and mate , For honour's , pride's , religion's , virtue's sake ; Her resolutions were most truly great , And almost ...
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... Poor little fellow ! he had no idea Of his own case , and never hit the true one ; In feelings quick as Ovid's Miss Medea , He puzzled over what he found a new one , But not as yet imagined it could be a Thing quite in course , and not ...
... Poor little fellow ! he had no idea Of his own case , and never hit the true one ; In feelings quick as Ovid's Miss Medea , He puzzled over what he found a new one , But not as yet imagined it could be a Thing quite in course , and not ...
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... Poor Donna Julia ! starting as from sleep ( Mind - that I do not say - she had not slept ) , Began at once to scream , and yawn , and weep ; Her maid Antonia , who was an adept , Contrived to fling the bed - clothes in a heap , As if ...
... Poor Donna Julia ! starting as from sleep ( Mind - that I do not say - she had not slept ) , Began at once to scream , and yawn , and weep ; Her maid Antonia , who was an adept , Contrived to fling the bed - clothes in a heap , As if ...
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... poor fellow , had a wife and children— Two things for dying people quite bewildering . XLIV . The ship was evidently settling now Fast by the head ; and , all distinction gone , Some went to prayers again , and made a vow Of candles to ...
... poor fellow , had a wife and children— Two things for dying people quite bewildering . XLIV . The ship was evidently settling now Fast by the head ; and , all distinction gone , Some went to prayers again , and made a vow Of candles to ...
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Adeline Baba beautiful better blood Bowles call'd CANTO Catholic CIII Cossacks Darvell death devil Don Juan doubt e'er earth eyes face fair fame feelings gazed glory grace Greece grew Gulbeyaz Haidee hath head heart heaven hero houris human human clay Juan's Julia king knew lady late least leave less look look'd Lord LORD BYRON LXXII LXXXVI marriage mind moral Muse ne'er never night Note nought o'er once pass'd passion perhaps poet poetical poetry Pope pretty renegado rhyme Saint Saint Peter Samian wine scarce seem'd seen shore show'd sigh slight smile soul Spain spirit Stanza stood strange sublime Suwarrow sweet tears tell There's things thou thought true truth turn'd unto Voltaire Wat Tyler waves whate'er wind wish words XXXIII young youth
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Página 110 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Página 111 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one?
Página 111 - Must we but blush?— Our fathers bled. Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae! What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no;— the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one, arise,— we come, we come!
Página 349 - Within a niche, nigh to its pinnacle, Twelve saints had once stood sanctified in stone; But these had fallen, not when the friars fell, But in the war which struck Charles from his throne...
Página 93 - Oh, Love ! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved ? Ah, why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh ? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to die : Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish.
Página 293 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping ' ' In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts ; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe, through their sea-coal canopy ; A huge dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head — and there is London town ! LXXXIII.
Página 503 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust, disused, and shine no more, My Mary!
Página 113 - Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses Instead of speech, may form a lasting link Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces Frail man, when paper — even a rag like this, Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his!
Página 67 - Brighten'd, and for a moment seem'd to roam, He squeezed from out a rag some drops of rain Into his dying child's mouth- but in vain. The boy expired- the father held the clay, And...
Página 86 - A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love, And beauty, all concentrating like rays Into one focus, kindled from above; Such kisses as belong to early days, Where heart, and soul, and sense, in concert move...