The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His WorksT. Davison, 1824 - 212 من الصفحات |
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... Once she raised her hand on high ; It was so wan , and transparent of hue , You might have seen the moon shine through . " I come from my rest to him I love best , That I may be happy , and he may be blest . I have passed the guards ...
... Once she raised her hand on high ; It was so wan , and transparent of hue , You might have seen the moon shine through . " I come from my rest to him I love best , That I may be happy , and he may be blest . I have passed the guards ...
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... once again I've quell'd the pride Of Venice ; and her hated race Have felt the arm they would debase Scourge , with a whip of scorpions , those Whom vice and envy made my foes . " Upon his hand she laid her own- Light was the touch ...
... once again I've quell'd the pride Of Venice ; and her hated race Have felt the arm they would debase Scourge , with a whip of scorpions , those Whom vice and envy made my foes . " Upon his hand she laid her own- Light was the touch ...
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... once more to heaven , and see Its love for ever shut from thee . There is a light cloud by the moon- ' Tis passing , and will pass full soon- If , by the time its vapoury sail Hath ceased her shaded orb to veil , Thy heart within thee ...
... once more to heaven , and see Its love for ever shut from thee . There is a light cloud by the moon- ' Tis passing , and will pass full soon- If , by the time its vapoury sail Hath ceased her shaded orb to veil , Thy heart within thee ...
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... once met , are join'd till death ! AN ASSAULT ON A CITY BY NIGHT . The night was dark , and the thick mist allowed Nought to be seen save the artillery's flame , Which arched the horizon like a fiery cloud , And in the Danube's waters ...
... once met , are join'd till death ! AN ASSAULT ON A CITY BY NIGHT . The night was dark , and the thick mist allowed Nought to be seen save the artillery's flame , Which arched the horizon like a fiery cloud , And in the Danube's waters ...
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... once spread Along his cheek was livid now as lead ; His light - brown locks so graceful in their flow Now rose like startled vipers o'er his brow . Still as a statue , with his lips comprest To stifle even the breath within his breast ...
... once spread Along his cheek was livid now as lead ; His light - brown locks so graceful in their flow Now rose like startled vipers o'er his brow . Still as a statue , with his lips comprest To stifle even the breath within his breast ...
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Allah arms art thou aught Ave Maria beauty behold beneath blest blood blue bosom breast breath bright brow capital punishments Carthage charm cheek Clarens clime clouds dark dead dear death deep despair dread dream e'er earth Egeria eternal face fair fear feel flowers gaze gentle GIAOUR glance glow gondolier grave grief hand hath heart heaven hope hour human clay Kaled knew light lips living lone look look'd Myrrha ne'er never night o'er once pale pang passion pause pride Rhine rill Rome rose round Samian wine scarce seem'd Seraph shine shone shore sigh sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stamp'd star stood sweet tears tender thee thine things thou art thought trembling twas twill waters wave weep wert Whate'er wild wind wing wither'd youth Zuleika
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الصفحة 167 - 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.
الصفحة 167 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flattered, followed, sought and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
الصفحة 195 - Cameron's gathering' rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
الصفحة 65 - The mountains look on Marathon, And Marathon looks on the sea. And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free, For standing on the Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave.
الصفحة 85 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown.
الصفحة 49 - 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 concenter'd in a life intense, Where not a beam, nor air, nor leaf is lost, But hath a part of being, and a sense Of that which is of all Creator and defence, xc.
الصفحة 148 - 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
الصفحة 146 - 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...
الصفحة 67 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! On Suli's rock, and Parga's shore, Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heracleidan blood might own.
الصفحة 150 - O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home!