The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: The corsair. LaraJohn Murray, 1817 |
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... turned - is Conrad gone ? 480 XV . ' -on sudden solitude " And is he gone ? " - How oft that fearful question will intrude ? " ' Twas but an instant past - and here he stood ! " And now " -without the portal's porch she rushed , And ...
... turned - is Conrad gone ? 480 XV . ' -on sudden solitude " And is he gone ? " - How oft that fearful question will intrude ? " ' Twas but an instant past - and here he stood ! " And now " -without the portal's porch she rushed , And ...
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... the main ; The white sail set - she dared not look again ; But turned with sickening soul within the gate- " It is no dream - and I am desolate ! " XVI . From crag to crag descending - swiftly sped Canto I. 39 THE CORSAIR .
... the main ; The white sail set - she dared not look again ; But turned with sickening soul within the gate- " It is no dream - and I am desolate ! " XVI . From crag to crag descending - swiftly sped Canto I. 39 THE CORSAIR .
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... turned his head ; But shrunk whene'er the windings of his way Forced on his eye what he would not survey , His lone , but lovely dwelling on the steep , 510 That hailed him first when homeward from the deep : And she - the dim and ...
... turned his head ; But shrunk whene'er the windings of his way Forced on his eye what he would not survey , His lone , but lovely dwelling on the steep , 510 That hailed him first when homeward from the deep : And she - the dim and ...
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... to her heart , And bowed her head , and turned her to depart , And noiseless as a lovely dream is gone . And was she here ? and is he now alone ? What gem hath dropped and sparkles o'er his chain ? Canto II . 79 THE CORSAIR .
... to her heart , And bowed her head , and turned her to depart , And noiseless as a lovely dream is gone . And was she here ? and is he now alone ? What gem hath dropped and sparkles o'er his chain ? Canto II . 79 THE CORSAIR .
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... turned , and vanished ere he could reply , But his glance followed far with eager eye ; And gathering , as he could , the links that bound His form , to curl their length , and curb their sound , Since bar and bolt no more his steps ...
... turned , and vanished ere he could reply , But his glance followed far with eager eye ; And gathering , as he could , the links that bound His form , to curl their length , and curb their sound , Since bar and bolt no more his steps ...
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accents apostolic palace arms aught band bark beheld beneath betray blood bosom breast breath brow calm CANTO Carthage Cephisus chain cheek chief Conrad Corsair crime dare dark death deeds deemed deep Dervise despair dread dream Duke of Gandia earth Ezzelin fair falchion fate fear feel forget galleys gaze Giaour glance grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven heroic couplet hope hour Kaled knew Lara Lara's less light limbs lone look lord LORD BYRON loud Medora mingle mirth ne'er night numbers o'er once Orleans Otho Otho's Pacha passed Perchance pride reply rest sail scarce seemed Serf Seyd shore shun silent slave slumber smile snatch soothe sought soul spare spirit stern strife sunk tale tear thee Theseus thine thou thought turned twas voice waves Whate'er wild wonted words youth
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Page 9 - 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! These are our realms, no limits to their sway — Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change.
Page 83 - 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!
Page 145 - A high demeanour, and a glance that took Their thoughts from others by a single look; And that sarcastic levity of tongue, The stinging of a heart the world hath stung...
Page 181 - Melt into morn, and Light awakes the world. Man has another day to swell the past, And lead him near to little, but his last ; But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth, The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth ; Flowers in the valley, splendour in the beam, Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream. Immortal man ! behold her glories shine, And cry, exulting inly,
Page 160 - A thing of dark imaginings, that shaped By choice the perils he by chance escaped; But 'scaped in vain, for in...
Page 10 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?
Page 22 - There breathe but few whose aspect might defy The full encounter of his searching eye; He had the skill, when Cunning's gaze would seek To probe his heart and watch his changing cheek At once the observer's purpose to espy, And on himself roll back his scrutiny, Lest he to Conrad rather should betray Some secret thought, than drag that chief's to day.
Page 14 - She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife.
Page 30 - There, in its centre, a sepulchral lamp Burns the slow flame, eternal — but unseen; Which not the darkness of despair can damp, Though vain its ray as it had never been.
Page 11 - Let him who crawls enamoured of decay Cling to his couch, and sicken years away ; Heave his thick breath, and shake his palsied head ; Ours — the fresh turf, and not the feverish bed.