The Prisoner of Chillon and Other PoemsHoughton, Miffling & Company, 1898 - 96 páginas |
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... feeling , when we know That what we love shall ne'er be so . I know not why I could not die , - - I had no earthly hope — but faith , 230 And that forbade a selfish death . IX . What next befell me then and there I know not well I never ...
... feeling , when we know That what we love shall ne'er be so . I know not why I could not die , - - I had no earthly hope — but faith , 230 And that forbade a selfish death . IX . What next befell me then and there I know not well I never ...
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... Had brought me back to feel and think . I know not if it late were free , Or broke its cage to perch on mine , But knowing well captivity , Sweet bird ! I could not wish for thine ! Or if it were , in wingèd guise , A 18 BYRON .
... Had brought me back to feel and think . I know not if it late were free , Or broke its cage to perch on mine , But knowing well captivity , Sweet bird ! I could not wish for thine ! Or if it were , in wingèd guise , A 18 BYRON .
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... feel less than they ? 385 We were all inmates of one place , And I , the monarch of each race , Had power to kill - yet , strange to tell ! In quiet we had learned to dwell My very chains and I grew friends , 290 So much a long ...
... feel less than they ? 385 We were all inmates of one place , And I , the monarch of each race , Had power to kill - yet , strange to tell ! In quiet we had learned to dwell My very chains and I grew friends , 290 So much a long ...
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... feeling hath been shaken ; Pride , which not a world could bow , Bows to thee by thee forsaleen , - Even my soul forsakes me now : But ' t is done all words are idle - Words from me are vainer still ; 55 But the thoughts we cannot ...
... feeling hath been shaken ; Pride , which not a world could bow , Bows to thee by thee forsaleen , - Even my soul forsakes me now : But ' t is done all words are idle - Words from me are vainer still ; 55 But the thoughts we cannot ...
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... of my last hope is shiver'd , And its fragments are sunk in the wave , Though I feel that my soul is deliver'd To pain it shall not be its slave . There is many a pang to pursue me : They STANZAS TO AUGUSTA . 3333 STANZAS TO AUGUSTA.
... of my last hope is shiver'd , And its fragments are sunk in the wave , Though I feel that my soul is deliver'd To pain it shall not be its slave . There is many a pang to pursue me : They STANZAS TO AUGUSTA . 3333 STANZAS TO AUGUSTA.
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30 cents Alhama answer'd beautiful BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH INTRODUCTIONS blood Bonnivard bound breast breath bright brow Bunker Hill Monument castle castle of Chillon chain change came o'er cold Cossack courser's dark death Double Number dread dream dungeon earth eyes fate feel felt forest gentle Golden Legend grew hath Hawthorne's heart heaven Hetman hope horse hour John Burroughs's King knew Lady Lake limbs linen Longfellow's Longfellow's Courtship Lord Byron Lowell's Mazeppa monarch Moore ne'er never night o'er the spirit pain passions Perchance POEMS BY LORD Poor Richard's Almanac PRISONER OF CHILLON Prometheus Riverside Press round seem'd Selection from Whittier's Shakespeare's sigh Single Numbers Sir Launfal sire smile Song Song of Hiawatha soul STANZAS steed stood Stories sweet Tanglewood Tales tears thee thine things THOMAS MOORE thou thought trees Ukraine verses voice walls waves Whittier's Child wild youth Ζώη σάς ἀγαπῶ
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Página 24 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Página 23 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!
Página 23 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. 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 withered and strown.
Página 48 - Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs that may be won.
Página 22 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 19 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 15 - 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 87 - They stop, they start, they snuff the air, Gallop a moment here and there, Approach, retire, wheel round and round...
Página 30 - Twas folly not sooner to shun: And if dearly that error hath cost me, And more than I once could foresee, I have found that whatever it lost me, It could not deprive me of thee.
Página 14 - Ran over with the glad surprise, And they that moment could not see I was the mate of misery: But then by dull degrees came back My senses to their wonted track, I saw the dungeon walls and floor Close slowly round me as before...