The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Reprinted from the Last London Edition, Containing Besides the Notes and Illustrations by Moore [et Al.] Considerable Additions and Original Notes, with a Most Complete IndexA. and W. Galignani, 1841 - 935 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة vii
... Lady To E- xi Oscar of Alva The Episode of Nisus and Euryalus . 1 Translation from the Medea of Euripides . Page 15 ... Lady who presented the Author with To Emma the velvet band which bound her tresses . The Death of Calma and Orla . ib ...
... Lady To E- xi Oscar of Alva The Episode of Nisus and Euryalus . 1 Translation from the Medea of Euripides . Page 15 ... Lady who presented the Author with To Emma the velvet band which bound her tresses . The Death of Calma and Orla . ib ...
الصفحة viii
... Lady A spirit pass'd before me ib . The Adieu . In the valley of waters . ib . To a Vain Lady They say that hope is happiness ib . To Anne . To the Same THE SIEGE OF CORINTH 260 PARISINA . To the Author of a sonnet , beginning “ Sad 271 ...
... Lady A spirit pass'd before me ib . The Adieu . In the valley of waters . ib . To a Vain Lady They say that hope is happiness ib . To Anne . To the Same THE SIEGE OF CORINTH 260 PARISINA . To the Author of a sonnet , beginning “ Sad 271 ...
الصفحة ix
... Lady on leaving England . Lines to Mr. Hodgson . To Lord Thurlow 866 To Thomas Moore , on visiting Mr. Leigh Hunt in Coldbath Fields Prison . ib . . • Impromptu , in reply to a Friend ib . Lines written in an Album at Malta . To ...
... Lady on leaving England . Lines to Mr. Hodgson . To Lord Thurlow 866 To Thomas Moore , on visiting Mr. Leigh Hunt in Coldbath Fields Prison . ib . . • Impromptu , in reply to a Friend ib . Lines written in an Album at Malta . To ...
الصفحة x
... Lady Milbanke's Dog Trim Stanzas to the Po . 895 Lines to Lady Holland · · Epigram , from the French of Rulhières ib . On this day I complete my thirty - sixth Sonnet to George the Fourth 896 year " Stanzas , " Could love for ever " ib ...
... Lady Milbanke's Dog Trim Stanzas to the Po . 895 Lines to Lady Holland · · Epigram , from the French of Rulhières ib . On this day I complete my thirty - sixth Sonnet to George the Fourth 896 year " Stanzas , " Could love for ever " ib ...
الصفحة xiii
... lady , that she was not only a married woman , but that she was the mother of a son who was lame , who should be in danger of poison before he was of age , and be twice married , the second time to a foreign lady - a pro- phecy which ...
... lady , that she was not only a married woman , but that she was the mother of a son who was lame , who should be in danger of poison before he was of age , and be twice married , the second time to a foreign lady - a pro- phecy which ...
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الصفحة 148 - 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.
الصفحة 148 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of eternity — the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread fathomless alone.
الصفحة 116 - 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.
الصفحة 148 - 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...
الصفحة 149 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
الصفحة 261 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord...
الصفحة 261 - And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.
الصفحة 122 - He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill ; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently t^ir tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
الصفحة 148 - 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, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own. When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown.
الصفحة 127 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me ; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, — Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles,— nor cried aloud In worship of an echo ; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such ; I stood Among them, but not of them ; in a shroud Of thoughts which were not their thoughts, and still could, Had I not filed my mind, which thus itself subdued.