The Works of Lord Byron: Embracing His Suppressed Poems, and a Sketch of His Life ...Phillips, Sampson,, 1854 - 1071 páginas |
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... meet with at fame had not to wait for any of the ordinary grada- the hands of the public . Doubts and difficulties tions , but seemed to spring up , like the palace of a arose as to a publisher . Messrs . Longman had re- fairy tale , in ...
... meet with at fame had not to wait for any of the ordinary grada- the hands of the public . Doubts and difficulties tions , but seemed to spring up , like the palace of a arose as to a publisher . Messrs . Longman had re- fairy tale , in ...
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... meet again , And woo the vision to my vacant breast ; If aught of young Remembrance then remain , Be as it may Futurity's behest , XV . Cold is the heart , fair Greece ! that looks on thee , Nor feels as lovers o'er the dust they loved ...
... meet again , And woo the vision to my vacant breast ; If aught of young Remembrance then remain , Be as it may Futurity's behest , XV . Cold is the heart , fair Greece ! that looks on thee , Nor feels as lovers o'er the dust they loved ...
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... meet ; The scene was savage , but the scene was new ; This made the ceaseless toil of travel sweet , Beat back keen winter's blast , and welcomed sum- mer's heat . XLIV . Here the red cross , for still the cross is here , Though sadly ...
... meet ; The scene was savage , but the scene was new ; This made the ceaseless toil of travel sweet , Beat back keen winter's blast , and welcomed sum- mer's heat . XLIV . Here the red cross , for still the cross is here , Though sadly ...
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... meet their doom With draughts intemperate on the sinking deck , Did yet inspire a cheer , which he forbore to check . XVII . XVIII . And Harold stands upon this place of skulls , The grave of France , the deadly Waterloo ; How in an ...
... meet their doom With draughts intemperate on the sinking deck , Did yet inspire a cheer , which he forbore to check . XVII . XVIII . And Harold stands upon this place of skulls , The grave of France , the deadly Waterloo ; How in an ...
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... meet those mutual eyes , Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise ? XXV . And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed The mustering squadron , and the clattering car , Went pouring forward with impetuous speed , And ...
... meet those mutual eyes , Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise ? XXV . And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed The mustering squadron , and the clattering car , Went pouring forward with impetuous speed , And ...
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Página 38 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Página 39 - Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! 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 63 - And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — '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 38 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Página 233 - There were giants in the earth in those days ; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.
Página 109 - 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 ! These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own ; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires ; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear...
Página 44 - 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: — All heaven and earth are still: From the high host Of stars, to the lull'd lake and mountain-coast, All is...
Página 38 - ... Pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet — But, hark! — that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat ; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before ! Arm! Arm! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar
Página 45 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Página 63 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...