The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, by Thomas Moore, Esq, Volumen 9J. Murray, 1832 |
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... heaven ! October 11. 1811. ( 1 ) ( 1 ) [ Mr. Moore considers " Thyrza " as if she were a mere creature of the poet's brain . " It was , " he says , " about the time when he was thus bitterly feeling , and expressing , the blight which ...
... heaven ! October 11. 1811. ( 1 ) ( 1 ) [ Mr. Moore considers " Thyrza " as if she were a mere creature of the poet's brain . " It was , " he says , " about the time when he was thus bitterly feeling , and expressing , the blight which ...
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... heaven is veil'd in wrath , Will long lament the vanish'd ray That scatter'd gladness o'er his path . December 6. 1811. ( 1 ) STANZAS . [ " ONE STRUGGLE MORE , " & c . ] ONE struggle more , and I am free From pangs that rend my heart in ...
... heaven is veil'd in wrath , Will long lament the vanish'd ray That scatter'd gladness o'er his path . December 6. 1811. ( 1 ) STANZAS . [ " ONE STRUGGLE MORE , " & c . ] ONE struggle more , and I am free From pangs that rend my heart in ...
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... : And , oh ! I feel in that was given A blessing never meant for me ; Thou wert too like a dream of Heaven , For earthly Love to merit thee . March 14. 1812 . ON A CORNELIAN HEART WHICH WAS BROKEN . ( 1 OCCASIONAL PIECES . 25.
... : And , oh ! I feel in that was given A blessing never meant for me ; Thou wert too like a dream of Heaven , For earthly Love to merit thee . March 14. 1812 . ON A CORNELIAN HEART WHICH WAS BROKEN . ( 1 OCCASIONAL PIECES . 25.
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... heaven ; Saw the long column of revolving flames Shake its red shadow o'er the startled Thames , ( 2 ) While thousands , throng'd around the burning dome , Shrank back appall'd , and trembled for their home , ( 1 ) [ The theatre in ...
... heaven ; Saw the long column of revolving flames Shake its red shadow o'er the startled Thames , ( 2 ) While thousands , throng'd around the burning dome , Shrank back appall'd , and trembled for their home , ( 1 ) [ The theatre in ...
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... heaven . To them be joy or rest , on me Thy future ills shall press in vain ; I nothing owe but years to thee , A debt already paid in pain . Yet even that pain was some relief ; It felt , but still forgot thy power : The active agony ...
... heaven . To them be joy or rest , on me Thy future ills shall press in vain ; I nothing owe but years to thee , A debt already paid in pain . Yet even that pain was some relief ; It felt , but still forgot thy power : The active agony ...
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Página 205 - 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 150 - Such is the aspect of this shore; >Tis Greece, but living Greece no more So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath...
Página 206 - 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 262 - Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell? not thou, luxurious slave! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease! Whom slumber...
Página 177 - But first, on earth as Vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be 'rent : Then ghastly haunt thy native place, And suck the blood of all thy race : There, from thy daughter, sister, wife, At midnight drain the stream of life ; Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse : Thy victims, ere they yet expire, Shall know the demon for their sire, As cursing thee, thou cursing them, Thy flowers are withered on the stem.
Página 163 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
Página 270 - There was a laughing Devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear ; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled — and Mercy sigh'd farewell...
Página 97 - We know what we are, but we know not what we may be...
Página 213 - Such was Zuleika — such around her shone The nameless charms unmark'd by her alone ; The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonized the whole, And, oh ! that eye was in itself a Soul...
Página 307 - SLOW sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun ; Not, as in Northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light ! O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows.