The Works of Lord Byron: Comprising the Suppressed Poems, Volúmenes 4-5A. and W. Galignani, 1826 |
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... blood that warm'd his heart is shed ! And here no more shall human voice Be heard to rage , regret , rejoice ; The last sad note that swell'd the gale Was woman's wildest funeral wail : That quenched in silence , all is still , But the ...
... blood that warm'd his heart is shed ! And here no more shall human voice Be heard to rage , regret , rejoice ; The last sad note that swell'd the gale Was woman's wildest funeral wail : That quenched in silence , all is still , But the ...
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... With arquebuss and ataghan ; The chief before , as deck'd for war , Bears in his belt the scimitar Stain'd with the best of Arnaut blood , When in the pass the rebels stood , And few return'd to tell the tale Of what befell 24 THE GIAOUR .
... With arquebuss and ataghan ; The chief before , as deck'd for war , Bears in his belt the scimitar Stain'd with the best of Arnaut blood , When in the pass the rebels stood , And few return'd to tell the tale Of what befell 24 THE GIAOUR .
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... blood he spilt ; Yet strain'd within the sever'd hand Which quivers round that faithless brand ; His turban far behind him roll'd , And cleft in twain its firmest fold ; His flowing robe by falchion torn , And crimson as those clouds of ...
... blood he spilt ; Yet strain'd within the sever'd hand Which quivers round that faithless brand ; His turban far behind him roll'd , And cleft in twain its firmest fold ; His flowing robe by falchion torn , And crimson as those clouds of ...
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... to the brave ! whose blood is spilt : Woe to the Giaour ! for his the guilt . >> * A turban 32 carved in coarsest stone , A pillar with rank weeds o'ergrown , * Whereon can now be scarcely read The Koran verse that THE GIAOUR . 31.
... to the brave ! whose blood is spilt : Woe to the Giaour ! for his the guilt . >> * A turban 32 carved in coarsest stone , A pillar with rank weeds o'ergrown , * Whereon can now be scarcely read The Koran verse that THE GIAOUR . 31.
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... blood . But him the maids of paradise Impatient to their halls invite , And the dark heaven of Houri's eyes On him shall glance for ever bright ; They come their kerchiefs green they wave , 34 And welcome with a kiss the brave ! Who ...
... blood . But him the maids of paradise Impatient to their halls invite , And the dark heaven of Houri's eyes On him shall glance for ever bright ; They come their kerchiefs green they wave , 34 And welcome with a kiss the brave ! Who ...
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accents Amaun apostolic palace arms band beheld beneath blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath bride BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow CANTO Cavalier Servente Cephisus cheek Conrad CORSAIR crime dare dark dead death deeds deep doom dread earth Ezzelin fair faithless fate fear feel fell fix'd foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave Greece grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven hope hour Houris knew land Lara Lara's light lips living lonely look look'd Morea Mussulman ne'er never night Note numbers o'er once Pacha pale Pallas Parisina pass'd pride rest rose round scarce seem'd Selim she-the shine shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent slave smile soothe soul sound steed stern stood strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought Timariot turn'd voice wall wave Whate'er wild words wound youth Zuleika
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Página 157 - Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Página 172 - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count — I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote...
Página 169 - For he would never thus have flown, And left me twice so doubly lone, — Lone — as the corse within its shroud, Lone — as a solitary cloud, A single cloud on a sunny day, While all the rest of heaven is clear, A frown upon the atmosphere, That hath no business to appear When skies are blue, and earth is gay.
Página 9 - The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, 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...
Página 166 - I found him not. 7 only stirred in this black spot; / only lived — / only drew The accursed breath of dungeon-dew; The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
Página 166 - And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot ! A little talk of better days, A little hope my own...
Página 9 - 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...
Página 172 - These heavy walls to me had grown A hermitage — and all my own! And half I felt as they were come To tear me from a second home...
Página 170 - Who loved me in a human shape; And the whole earth would henceforth be A wider prison unto me : No child — no sire — no kin had I, No partner in my misery; I...
Página 163 - And I have felt the winter's spray Wash through the bars when winds were high And wanton in the happy sky; And then the very rock hath rock'd, And I have felt it shake unshock'd, Because I could have smiled to see The death that would have set me free.