The works of lord Byron including the suppressed poemsA. and W. Galignani, n. 18, rue Vivienne, 1828 - 718 pages |
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... dead . ' But , in fact , my father was , in his youth , any thing but a Calebs in search of a wife . ' He would have made a bad hero for Hannah More . He ran out three fortunes , and married or ran away with three women ; and once ...
... dead . ' But , in fact , my father was , in his youth , any thing but a Calebs in search of a wife . ' He would have made a bad hero for Hannah More . He ran out three fortunes , and married or ran away with three women ; and once ...
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... dead from several wounds . He appeared to have breathed his last without a struggle , said his lordship , when afterwards recounting the affair . I never saw a countenance so calm . His adjutant followed the corpse into the house ; I ...
... dead from several wounds . He appeared to have breathed his last without a struggle , said his lordship , when afterwards recounting the affair . I never saw a countenance so calm . His adjutant followed the corpse into the house ; I ...
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... dead , perverting truth ; What , though our nation's foes » lament the fate , With generous feeling , of the good and great ; Shall dastard tongues essay to blast the name Of him , whose meed exists in endless fame ? When PITT expired ...
... dead , perverting truth ; What , though our nation's foes » lament the fate , With generous feeling , of the good and great ; Shall dastard tongues essay to blast the name Of him , whose meed exists in endless fame ? When PITT expired ...
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... dead , I ue'er shall find a son like him . » << Bravely , old man , this health has sped , But why does Allan trembling stand ? Come , drink remembrance of the dead , And raise thy cup with firmer hand . » The crimson glow of Allan's ...
... dead , I ue'er shall find a son like him . » << Bravely , old man , this health has sped , But why does Allan trembling stand ? Come , drink remembrance of the dead , And raise thy cup with firmer hand . » The crimson glow of Allan's ...
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... dead , Shall mark the havoc of our hero's tread ; Such is our purpose , not unknown the way , Where yonder torrent's devious waters stray : Oft have we seen , when hunting by the stream , The distant spires above the valleys gleam ...
... dead , Shall mark the havoc of our hero's tread ; Such is our purpose , not unknown the way , Where yonder torrent's devious waters stray : Oft have we seen , when hunting by the stream , The distant spires above the valleys gleam ...
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Page 140 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Page 64 - Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee ! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Page 64 - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Page 80 - 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.
Page 80 - 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...
Page 80 - 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.
Page 204 - Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray.
Page 67 - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Page 58 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Page 205 - And thus when they appear'd at last, And all my bonds aside were cast, These heavy walls to me had grown A hermitage — and all my own ! And half I felt as they were come To tear me from a second home : With spiders I had...