The poetical works of lord Byron, ed. with a critical mem. by W. M. RossettiWard Lock, 1880 |
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... Beauty 563 Fragment , written shortly after the Marriage of Miss Chaworth 532 The Harp the Monarch Minstrel swept 563 If that High World 563 Granta : A Medley 533 The Wild Gazelle 564 On a Distant View of the Village and 533 Oh ! weep ...
... Beauty 563 Fragment , written shortly after the Marriage of Miss Chaworth 532 The Harp the Monarch Minstrel swept 563 If that High World 563 Granta : A Medley 533 The Wild Gazelle 564 On a Distant View of the Village and 533 Oh ! weep ...
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... Beauty 563 532 Fragment , written shortly after the Marriage of Miss Chaworth The Harp the Monarch Minstrel swept 563 If that High World 563 Granta : A Medley 533 The Wild Gazelle 564 On a Distant View of the Village and 533 Oh ! weep ...
... Beauty 563 532 Fragment , written shortly after the Marriage of Miss Chaworth The Harp the Monarch Minstrel swept 563 If that High World 563 Granta : A Medley 533 The Wild Gazelle 564 On a Distant View of the Village and 533 Oh ! weep ...
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... Beauty's daughters " Lines written in the Travellers ' Book the world can give like that it takes away " . at Orchomenus Darkness Maid of Athens , ere we part Lines written beneath a Picture Monody on the Death of the Right Hon . R. B. ...
... Beauty's daughters " Lines written in the Travellers ' Book the world can give like that it takes away " . at Orchomenus Darkness Maid of Athens , ere we part Lines written beneath a Picture Monody on the Death of the Right Hon . R. B. ...
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... Beauty , and some comedies , par- ticularly Maids and Bachelors . Naldi and Catalani require little notice : for the visage of the one and the salary of the other will enable us long to recollect these amusing vagabonds . Besides , we ...
... Beauty , and some comedies , par- ticularly Maids and Bachelors . Naldi and Catalani require little notice : for the visage of the one and the salary of the other will enable us long to recollect these amusing vagabonds . Besides , we ...
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... beauty's native clime , t Where Kaff§ is clad in rocks , and crown'd with snows sublime . But should I back return , no letter'd rage Shall drag my common - place book on the stage . Let vain Valentia || rival luckless Carr , And equal ...
... beauty's native clime , t Where Kaff§ is clad in rocks , and crown'd with snows sublime . But should I back return , no letter'd rage Shall drag my common - place book on the stage . Let vain Valentia || rival luckless Carr , And equal ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Adah Anah art thou aught beauty behold beneath blood bosom breast breath brow Cæs Cain call'd Calmar coursers dare dark dead death deep Doge doth dread dream e'er earth eyes fair fame father fear feel gaze Giaour glory grave Greece hand hath hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour Iden Juan king knew Lady leave less Lioni live look look'd lord Lucifer Michel Steno mortal Myrrha ne'er never night nought o'er once PANIA pass'd passion Rome round SARDANAPALUS satraps scarce scene seem'd shore Sieg Siegendorf sigh sire slave sleep smile soul spirit stars Stral strange Suwarrow sweet sword tears thee thine things thou art thought turn'd twas twill unto voice wave whate'er wild words young youth
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Página 38 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed. The mustering squadron, and the clattering car. Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb. Or whispering with white lips — "The foe! They come! they come ! " And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering
Página 134 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Página 38 - No sleep till morn, when Youth and 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 555 - 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.
Página 555 - 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 403 - Phoebus sprung. Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The Scian and the Teian Muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute Have found the fame your shores refuse. Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires
Página 64 - 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 deed...
Página 64 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar. I love not man the less, but Nature more...
Página 64 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee and arbiter of war,— These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.
Página 403 - Tis something, in the dearth of fame, Though link'd among a fetter'd race, To feel at least a patriot's shame, Even as I sing, suffuse my face; For what is left the poet here? For Greeks a blush - for Greece a tear.