The Works of Lord Byron: Including the Suppressed Poems. Complete in One VolumeA. and W. Galignani, 1828 - 718 páginas |
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... waters sweeping , dark , and strong ? Such as my feelings were and are , thou art ; And such as thou art , were my passions long . Time may have somewhat tamed them ; not for ever Thou overflow'st thy banks ; and not for aye Thy bosom ...
... waters sweeping , dark , and strong ? Such as my feelings were and are , thou art ; And such as thou art , were my passions long . Time may have somewhat tamed them ; not for ever Thou overflow'st thy banks ; and not for aye Thy bosom ...
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... waters adieu ! No home in the forest shall shelter my head ; Ah ! Mary , what home could be mine , but with you ? TO *** On ! yes , I will own we were dear to each other , The friendships of childhood , though fleeting , are The love ...
... waters adieu ! No home in the forest shall shelter my head ; Ah ! Mary , what home could be mine , but with you ? TO *** On ! yes , I will own we were dear to each other , The friendships of childhood , though fleeting , are The love ...
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... waters stray : Oft have we seen , when hunting by the stream , The distant spires above the valleys gleam . » > Mature in years , for sober wisdom famed , Moved by the speech , Alethes here exclaim'd : « Ye parent Gods ! who rule the ...
... waters stray : Oft have we seen , when hunting by the stream , The distant spires above the valleys gleam . » > Mature in years , for sober wisdom famed , Moved by the speech , Alethes here exclaim'd : « Ye parent Gods ! who rule the ...
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... Waters , » « Childe Childers , » etc. , is used as more consonant with the old structure of versification which I have adopted . The « Good Night , » in the beginning of the first canto , was suggested by « Lord Maxwell's Good Night ...
... Waters , » « Childe Childers , » etc. , is used as more consonant with the old structure of versification which I have adopted . The « Good Night , » in the beginning of the first canto , was suggested by « Lord Maxwell's Good Night ...
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... waters blue ; The night - winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild sea - mew . Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee , My native Land - Good Night ! 7 . ' My spouse and ...
... waters blue ; The night - winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild sea - mew . Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee , My native Land - Good Night ! 7 . ' My spouse and ...
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ADAH AHOLIBAMAH ANAH ANGIOLINA ARBACES ARNOLD aught BARBARIGO bear beauty behold BELESES beneath BENINTENDE blood bosom breast breath brow CAIN CALENDARO CESAR chief dare dark dead death deeds deep DOGE dost dread earth fame father fear feel GABOR gaze Giaour Greece Greek hand hath hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour IDENSTEIN ISRAEL BERTUCCIO JACOPO FOSCARI JAPHET JOSEPHINE king leave less LIONI live look Lord Byron LOREDANO LUCIFER MANFRED MARINA Marino Faliero Michel Steno mortal mountains MYRRHA ne'er never night noble Note o'er once palace PANIA pass'd Petrarch prince SALEMENES SARDANAPALUS scarce scene seem'd shore SIEGENDORF sire slave smile soul spirit Stanza STRALENHEIM stranger sword tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought ULRIC unto Venice voice walls wave WERNER words wouldst youth εἰς καὶ τὴν τὸ
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Página 60 - Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.
Página 65 - All heaven and earth are still — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep...
Página 210 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom 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...
Página 64 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me ; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...
Página 62 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here ; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine ! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath...
Página 238 - gin to fear that thou art past all aid From me and from my calling; yet so young, I still would— Man. Look on me! there is an order Of mortals on the earth, who do become Old in their youth, and die ere middle age, Without the violence of warlike death; Some perishing of pleasure, some of study, Some worn with toil, some of mere weariness, Some of disease, and some insanity, And some of wither'd or of broken hearts; For this last is a malady which slays More than are number'd in the lists of Fate,...
Página 62 - And peasant girls, with deep blue eyes, And hands which offer early flowers, Walk smiling o'er this paradise; Above, the frequent feudal towers Through green leaves lift their walls of gray, And many a rock which steeply lowers, And noble arch in proud decay, Look o'er this vale of vintage bowers; But one thing want these banks of Rhine, — Thy gentle hand to clasp in mine!
Página 230 - The future, till the past be gulfd in darkness, It is not of my search. — My mother Earth ! And thou fresh breaking Day, and you, ye Mountains, Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye.
Página 209 - 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...
Página 66 - ... in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.