The Works of Lord Byron, Volumen 2J. Murray, 1899 |
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... wall ? II.B. LVII . Yet are Spain's maids no race of Amazons , But formed for all the witching arts of love : Though thus in arms they emulate her sons , And in the horrid phalanx dare to move , ' Tis but the tender fierceness of the ...
... wall ? II.B. LVII . Yet are Spain's maids no race of Amazons , But formed for all the witching arts of love : Though thus in arms they emulate her sons , And in the horrid phalanx dare to move , ' Tis but the tender fierceness of the ...
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... walls of white : i . While boyish blood boils gaily , who can ' scape The lurking lures of thy enchanting gaze .- [ MS . erased . ] 1. [ In his first letter from Spain ( to F. Hodgson , August 6 , 1809 ) Byron exclaims , " Cadiz , sweet ...
... walls of white : i . While boyish blood boils gaily , who can ' scape The lurking lures of thy enchanting gaze .- [ MS . erased . ] 1. [ In his first letter from Spain ( to F. Hodgson , August 6 , 1809 ) Byron exclaims , " Cadiz , sweet ...
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... walls . Bounds with one lashing spring the mighty brute , And , wildly staring , spurns , with sounding foot , The sand , nor blindly rushes on his foe : Here , there , he points his threatening front , to suit His first attack , wide ...
... walls . Bounds with one lashing spring the mighty brute , And , wildly staring , spurns , with sounding foot , The sand , nor blindly rushes on his foe : Here , there , he points his threatening front , to suit His first attack , wide ...
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... walls have stood ? When all were changing thou alone wert true , First to be free and last to be subdued : And if amidst a scene , a shock so rude , Some native blood was seen thy streets to dye , A Traitor only fell beneath the feud ...
... walls have stood ? When all were changing thou alone wert true , First to be free and last to be subdued : And if amidst a scene , a shock so rude , Some native blood was seen thy streets to dye , A Traitor only fell beneath the feud ...
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... wall . Stanza Ivi . line 9 . Such were the exploits of the Maid of Saragoza , who by her valour elevated herself to the highest rank of heroines . When the author was at Seville , she walked daily on the Prado , decorated with medals ...
... wall . Stanza Ivi . line 9 . Such were the exploits of the Maid of Saragoza , who by her valour elevated herself to the highest rank of heroines . When the author was at Seville , she walked daily on the Prado , decorated with medals ...
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Página 230 - 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 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, 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 116 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 232 - 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 261 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Página 460 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Página 458 - 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 - How absolute the knave is! we must speak by the card, or equivocation will undo us. By the Lord, Horatio, these three years I have taken note of it; the age is grown so picked, that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe.
Página 249 - The castled Crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine ; And hills all rich with blossomed trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scattered cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strewed a scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me.
Página 459 - 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.