The Works of Lord Byron: Comprising the Suppressed Poems, Volúmenes 4-5A. and W. Galignani, 1826 |
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... thou craven crouching slave : Say , is not this Thermopyla ? These waters blue that round you lave , Oh servile offspring of the free- Pronounce what sea , what shore is this ? The gulf , the rock of Salamis ! These scenes , their story ...
... thou craven crouching slave : Say , is not this Thermopyla ? These waters blue that round you lave , Oh servile offspring of the free- Pronounce what sea , what shore is this ? The gulf , the rock of Salamis ! These scenes , their story ...
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... thou glidest by , Right well I view and deem thee one Whom Othman's sons should slay or shun . On - on he hasten'd , and he drew My gaze of wonder as he flew : Though like a demon of the night He pass'd and vanish'd from my sight , His ...
... thou glidest by , Right well I view and deem thee one Whom Othman's sons should slay or shun . On - on he hasten'd , and he drew My gaze of wonder as he flew : Though like a demon of the night He pass'd and vanish'd from my sight , His ...
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... thou , Of foreign garb and fearful brow ? And what are these to thine or thee , That thou should'st either pause or flee ? He stood some dread was on his face , Soon hatred settled in its place : It rose not with the reddening flush Of ...
... thou , Of foreign garb and fearful brow ? And what are these to thine or thee , That thou should'st either pause or flee ? He stood some dread was on his face , Soon hatred settled in its place : It rose not with the reddening flush Of ...
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... thou ? -this low salam 15 Replies of Moslem faith I am . The burthen ye so gently bear , Seems one that claims your utmost care , And , doubtless , holds some precious freight , My humble bark would gladly wait . » << Thou speakest ...
... thou ? -this low salam 15 Replies of Moslem faith I am . The burthen ye so gently bear , Seems one that claims your utmost care , And , doubtless , holds some precious freight , My humble bark would gladly wait . » << Thou speakest ...
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... Thou Paynim fool ! could Leila's prayer Be pass'd , and thine accorded there ? I watch'd my time , I leagued with these , The traitor in his turn to seize ; My wrath is wreak'd , the deed is done , And now I go - but go alone ...
... Thou Paynim fool ! could Leila's prayer Be pass'd , and thine accorded there ? I watch'd my time , I leagued with these , The traitor in his turn to seize ; My wrath is wreak'd , the deed is done , And now I go - but go alone ...
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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.