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... Greek Revolution.1 The struggles of an historical people to achieve their independence , Byron with heart and soul strove to promote . The effort was too great for a constitution never strong , and now enfeebled by irre- gularity and ...
... Greek Revolution.1 The struggles of an historical people to achieve their independence , Byron with heart and soul strove to promote . The effort was too great for a constitution never strong , and now enfeebled by irre- gularity and ...
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... Greek name for Cupid , Love . 3 Feere . ] Glossary . 4 Mrs. Byron , to whose death reference is made in Canto iii . 5 A sister . ] The Honourable Augusta Leigh . 6 Paynim . Correlative to Giaour , applied by Christians to Musalmans ...
... Greek name for Cupid , Love . 3 Feere . ] Glossary . 4 Mrs. Byron , to whose death reference is made in Canto iii . 5 A sister . ] The Honourable Augusta Leigh . 6 Paynim . Correlative to Giaour , applied by Christians to Musalmans ...
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... Greek carols by . ΧΙ But who , of all the plunderers of yon fane On high , where Pallas lingered , 3 loth to flee The latest relic of her ancient reign ; The last , the worst , dull spoiler , who was he ? Blush Caledonia ! such thy son ...
... Greek carols by . ΧΙ But who , of all the plunderers of yon fane On high , where Pallas lingered , 3 loth to flee The latest relic of her ancient reign ; The last , the worst , dull spoiler , who was he ? Blush Caledonia ! such thy son ...
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... of the castle of Suli , after a siege of 18 years , to the Albanians . 2 Zitza . ] Near Yannina . 3 Caloyer . ] From modern Greek , kadóyepos , monk . LI Dusky and huge , enlarging on the sight , 50 Childe Harold's Pilgrimage .
... of the castle of Suli , after a siege of 18 years , to the Albanians . 2 Zitza . ] Near Yannina . 3 Caloyer . ] From modern Greek , kadóyepos , monk . LI Dusky and huge , enlarging on the sight , 50 Childe Harold's Pilgrimage .
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... Greek , the Albanian , and the Moor , Here mingled in their many - hued array , While the deep war - drum's sound announced the close of day . LVIII The wild Albanian kirtled to his knee , With shawl - girt head and ornamented gun , And ...
... Greek , the Albanian , and the Moor , Here mingled in their many - hued array , While the deep war - drum's sound announced the close of day . LVIII The wild Albanian kirtled to his knee , With shawl - girt head and ornamented gun , And ...
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Page 162 - 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 98 - And this is in the night: — 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!
Page 96 - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake , Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
Page 74 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Page 150 - He heard it, but he heeded not - his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother - he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday All this rush'd with his blood - Shall he expire And unavenged?
Page 99 - Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye, With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, O tempests! is the goal? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find at length, like eagles, some high nest?
Page 75 - Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress...
Page 77 - Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's magnificently-stern array! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse, — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent ! XXIX.
Page 106 - 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...
Page 76 - The foe! They come! They come!" And wild and high the "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...