The Works of Lord Byron, Volumen 1Carey, 1843 |
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... face , Thin the closed ranks , and lead in Glory's fearful chase . Her lover sinks Her chief is slain Her fellows flee LVI . she sheds no ill - timed tear ; she fills his fatal post ; she checks their base career ; The foe retires she ...
... face , Thin the closed ranks , and lead in Glory's fearful chase . Her lover sinks Her chief is slain Her fellows flee LVI . she sheds no ill - timed tear ; she fills his fatal post ; she checks their base career ; The foe retires she ...
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... face , The deeds that lurk beneath , and stain him with disgrace . LXIII . It is not that yon hoary lengthening beard Ill suits the passions which belong to youth ; Love conquers age so Hafiz hath averr'd , So sings the Teian , and he ...
... face , The deeds that lurk beneath , and stain him with disgrace . LXIII . It is not that yon hoary lengthening beard Ill suits the passions which belong to youth ; Love conquers age so Hafiz hath averr'd , So sings the Teian , and he ...
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... faces gleam'd , Their gestures nimble , dark eyes flashing free , The long wild locks that to their girdles stream'd , While thus in concert they this lay half sang , half scream d :( " ) ( I ) The Albanian Mussulmans do not abstain ...
... faces gleam'd , Their gestures nimble , dark eyes flashing free , The long wild locks that to their girdles stream'd , While thus in concert they this lay half sang , half scream d :( " ) ( I ) The Albanian Mussulmans do not abstain ...
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... face of the maid in her youth , Her caresses shall lull me , her music shall soothe : Let her bring from the chamber her many - toned lyre , And sing us a song on the fall of her sire . ( 1 ) Drummer . ( 2 ) These Stanzas are partly ...
... face of the maid in her youth , Her caresses shall lull me , her music shall soothe : Let her bring from the chamber her many - toned lyre , And sing us a song on the fall of her sire . ( 1 ) Drummer . ( 2 ) These Stanzas are partly ...
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... face like thy mother's , my fair child ! Ada ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled , And then we parted , But with a hope . - not as now we part , Awaking with a start , The waters heave ...
... face like thy mother's , my fair child ! Ada ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled , And then we parted , But with a hope . - not as now we part , Awaking with a start , The waters heave ...
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Página 105 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Página 104 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men...
Página 190 - 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 190 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.
Página 472 - Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray — An eye of most transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, 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 66 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth...
Página 190 - Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Página 126 - The sky is changed! — and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Página 468 - And through the crevice and the cleft Of the thick wall is fallen and left: Creeping o'er the floor so damp, Like a marsh's meteor lamp: And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain; That iron is a cankering thing! For in these limbs its teeth remain...
Página 124 - He is an evening reveller who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still, There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil. Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.