The works of ... lord Byron, Volumen 2 |
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... felt he then , at once opprest By all that most distracts the breast ? That pause , which pondered o'er his fate , Oh , who its dreary length shall date ! Though in Time's record nearly nought , It was Eternity to Thought ! For infinite ...
... felt he then , at once opprest By all that most distracts the breast ? That pause , which pondered o'er his fate , Oh , who its dreary length shall date ! Though in Time's record nearly nought , It was Eternity to Thought ! For infinite ...
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... felt not half that now I feel . I searched , but vainly searched , to find " The workings of a wounded mind ; " Each feature of that sullen corse 66 Betrayed his rage , but no remorse . 1090 " Oh , what had Vengeance given to trace 66 ...
... felt not half that now I feel . I searched , but vainly searched , to find " The workings of a wounded mind ; " Each feature of that sullen corse 66 Betrayed his rage , but no remorse . 1090 " Oh , what had Vengeance given to trace 66 ...
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... felt , and feel , " Betoken love - that love was mine , 1110 " And shewn by many a bitter sign . " " Tis true , I could not whine nor sigh , " I knew but to obtain or die . " I die - but first I have possessed , " And come what may , I ...
... felt , and feel , " Betoken love - that love was mine , 1110 " And shewn by many a bitter sign . " " Tis true , I could not whine nor sigh , " I knew but to obtain or die . " I die - but first I have possessed , " And come what may , I ...
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... felt , but durst not tell . " Much I misdoubt this wayward boy " Will one day work me more annoy : " I never loved him from his birth , " And - but his arm is little worth , 131 135 " And scarcely in the chase could cope " With timid ...
... felt , but durst not tell . " Much I misdoubt this wayward boy " Will one day work me more annoy : " I never loved him from his birth , " And - but his arm is little worth , 131 135 " And scarcely in the chase could cope " With timid ...
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... Across her gently - budding breast ; At one kind word those arms extending To clasp the neck of him who blest His child caressing and carest , 185 Zuleika came - and Giaffir felt His purpose half within Canto I. 119 THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS .
... Across her gently - budding breast ; At one kind word those arms extending To clasp the neck of him who blest His child caressing and carest , 185 Zuleika came - and Giaffir felt His purpose half within Canto I. 119 THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS .
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Términos y frases comunes
Abdallah's Amaun arms Arnaout Arnaut ataghan Azrael beam bear beauty beneath blest blood bloom bower brave bread and salt breast breath bride BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow Calpac Carasman cheek clime Comboloio courser's dare dark death deed deem desart doom dread earth faithless fate father fear feel fire flash flower foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave Greek grief hand Haram Hassan hate hath hear heard heaven Helle's Hellespont hope hour Houris Koran land Leila line 12 line 9 live lonely maid Morea Moslem mourn Mussulman ne'er never night Note o'er Pacha pale Persian prayer rose round sabre scarce Selim shine shore sire slave smile soothe soul sound steed strife tale tear tell thee thine thought Timariot tomb tophaike trembling turban Turkish Twas twere waft wandering wave winds word wound young Zuleika
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Página 105 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Página 106 - Gul in her bloom? Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute, Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In colour though varied, in beauty may vie...
Página 8 - That this is all remains of thee ? Approach, thou craven crouching slave: Say, is not this Thermopylae? 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...
Página 139 - THE winds are high on Helle's wave, As on that night of stormy water When Love, who sent, forgot to save The young, the beautiful, the brave, The lonely hope of Sestos
Página 7 - Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb — Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell beam of feeling past away ! Spark of that flame, perchance of heavenly birth, Which gleams, but warms no more its cherished earth.
Página 71 - She was a form of life and light, That, seen, became a part of sight ; And rose, where'er I turned mine eye The Morning-star of Memory...
Página 9 - Bequeathed by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft is ever won. Bear witness, Greece, thy living page, Attest it many a deathless age ! While kings, in dusty darkness hid, Have left a nameless pyramid, Thy heroes, though the general doom Hath swept the column from their tomb, A mightier monument command, The mountains of their native land ! There points thy Muse to stranger's eye The graves of those that cannot die...
Página 26 - Tis left to fly or fall alone. With wounded wing, or bleeding breast, Ah ! where shall either victim rest ? Can this with faded pinion soar From rose to tulip as before? Or Beauty, blighted in an hour, Find joy within her broken bower...
Página 6 - 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 Appals the gazing mourner's heart...
Página 6 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some' moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, The first, last look by death revealed ! Such is the aspect of this shore ; Tis Greece, but living Greece no more!