The Works of Lord Byron: Lara. Siege of Corinth. Parisina. The prisoner of Chillon. Beppo. MazeppaJohn Murray, 1821 |
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... dead , " That still beside his open'd volume lay , " As if to startle all save him away ? " " ( 6 Why slept he not when others were at rest ? Why heard no music , and received no guest ? 145 " All was not well they deem'd - but where ...
... dead , " That still beside his open'd volume lay , " As if to startle all save him away ? " " ( 6 Why slept he not when others were at rest ? Why heard no music , and received no guest ? 145 " All was not well they deem'd - but where ...
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... dead . VIII . Within that land was many a malcontent , Who cursed the tyranny to which he bent ; That soil full many a wringing despot saw , Who worked his wantonness in form of law ; Long war without and frequent broil within Had made ...
... dead . VIII . Within that land was many a malcontent , Who cursed the tyranny to which he bent ; That soil full many a wringing despot saw , Who worked his wantonness in form of law ; Long war without and frequent broil within Had made ...
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... dead . xi . Fresh with the nerve the new - born impulse strung , The first success to Lara's numbers clung : But that vain victory hath ruin'd all , They form no longer to their leader's call ; In blind confusion on the foe they press ...
... dead . xi . Fresh with the nerve the new - born impulse strung , The first success to Lara's numbers clung : But that vain victory hath ruin'd all , They form no longer to their leader's call ; In blind confusion on the foe they press ...
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... and charge again ; Too mix'd the slayers now to heed the slain ! XVI , Day glimmers on the dying and the dead , The cloven cuirass , and the helmless head ; 1040 1045 The war - horse masterless is on the earth CANTO II . 47 LARA .
... and charge again ; Too mix'd the slayers now to heed the slain ! XVI , Day glimmers on the dying and the dead , The cloven cuirass , and the helmless head ; 1040 1045 The war - horse masterless is on the earth CANTO II . 47 LARA .
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... dead , If dead it were , escaped the observer's dread ; 1230 But if in sooth a star its bosom bore , CANTO II . 55 LARA .
... dead , If dead it were , escaped the observer's dread ; 1230 But if in sooth a star its bosom bore , CANTO II . 55 LARA .
Términos y frases comunes
accents apostolic palace appear'd beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom bound breast breath brow call'd Cavalier Servente Charles XII cheek CHILLON cold dare dark dead death deep dread dream dungeon earth Ezzelin faint falchion fame fear feel fell felt fix'd forget gather'd gazed Geneve Giorgione glance grave grew half hand hath head heard heart heaven Hetman hope horsetails hour Kaled knew Lara Lara's Laura less limbs lips look look'd LORD BYRON Mazeppa Minotti ne'er never night nought numbers o'er once Otho Otho's Parisina pass'd past PRISONER OF CHILLON renegado rest roll'd rose round scarce seem'd shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent sire smile soul sound steed stood tale tears thee thine things thou thought thousand Turcoman Turks turn'd twas Venice voice wall waves Whate'er wild words wound youth
Pasajes populares
Página 168 - In this last loss, of all the most ! And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less...
Página 173 - And then there was a little isle Which in my very face did smile, The only one in view ; A small green isle, it seem'd no more, Scarce broader than my dungeon floor, But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing, Of gentle breath and hue.
Página 160 - My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare; But this was for my father's faith I suffer'd chains and courted death...
Página 161 - A sunbeam which hath lost its way, And through the crevice and the cleft Of the thick wall is fallen and left; Creeping o'er the floor so damp, Like a marsh's meteor lamp. And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain...
Página 170 - But knowing well captivity, Sweet bird! I could not wish for thine! Or if it were, in winged guise, A visitant from Paradise; For— Heaven forgive that thought!
Página 164 - A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave. Below the surface of the lake The dark vault lies wherein we lay, We heard it ripple night and day; Sounding o'er our heads it...
Página 166 - God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Página 12 - All was so still, so soft in earth and air, You scarce would start to meet a spirit there ; Secure that nought of evil could delight To walk in such a scene, on such a night...
Página 172 - Who loved me in a human shape ; , And the whole earth would henceforth be A wider prison unto me; No child, no sire, no kin had I, No partner in my misery ; I thought of this, and I was glad, For thought of them had made me mad ; But I was curious to ascend To my barr'd windows, and to bend Once more, upon the mountains high, The quiet of a loving eye.
Página 170 - None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink, Had brought me back to feel and think. I know not if it late were free, Or broke its cage to perch on mine, But knowing well captivity, Sweet bird ! I could not wish for thine.