Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Zväzok 9John Murray, 1833 |
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Strana 16
... dare not trust those sounds again . To me they speak of brighter days - But lull the chords , for now , alas ! I must not think , I may not gaze On what I am on what I was . ' The voice that made those sounds more sweet Is hush'd , and ...
... dare not trust those sounds again . To me they speak of brighter days - But lull the chords , for now , alas ! I must not think , I may not gaze On what I am on what I was . ' The voice that made those sounds more sweet Is hush'd , and ...
Strana 24
... dare not speak before . Oh , pardon that in crowds awhile I waste one thought I owe to thee , And , self - condemn'd , appear to smile , Unfaithful to thy Memory ! Nor deem that memory less dear , That then I seem not to repine ; I ...
... dare not speak before . Oh , pardon that in crowds awhile I waste one thought I owe to thee , And , self - condemn'd , appear to smile , Unfaithful to thy Memory ! Nor deem that memory less dear , That then I seem not to repine ; I ...
Strana 31
... dare not mend , All past reproach may present scenes refute , And censure , wisely loud , be justly mute ! ( 2 ) ( 1 ) [ Originally , " Ere Garrick died , " & c.— " By the bye , one of my cor . rections in the copy sent yesterday has ...
... dare not mend , All past reproach may present scenes refute , And censure , wisely loud , be justly mute ! ( 2 ) ( 1 ) [ Originally , " Ere Garrick died , " & c.— " By the bye , one of my cor . rections in the copy sent yesterday has ...
Strana 32
... dare not mend . Blame not our judgment should we acquiesce , And gratify you more by showing less . The past reproach let present scenes refute , Nor shift from man to babe , from babe to brute . " " Is Whitbread , " said Lord Byron ...
... dare not mend . Blame not our judgment should we acquiesce , And gratify you more by showing less . The past reproach let present scenes refute , Nor shift from man to babe , from babe to brute . " " Is Whitbread , " said Lord Byron ...
Strana 60
... dare essay , And freely wander from the beaten way , True to your characters , till all be past , Preserve consistency from first to last . ' Tis hard to venture where our betters fail , Or lend fresh interest to a twice - told tale ...
... dare essay , And freely wander from the beaten way , True to your characters , till all be past , Preserve consistency from first to last . ' Tis hard to venture where our betters fail , Or lend fresh interest to a twice - told tale ...
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antè arms Athens bard bear beauty Behold beneath blood bosom breast bride Bride of Abydos brow canto cheek Childe Harold Conrad Corsair couplet dare dark dear death deeds dread earth fair fate fear feel foes friends gaze GEORGE ELLIS Giaffir Giaour glance Greek grief Gulnare hand hast hate hath hear heart heaven heroic couplet hope hour live lonely Lord Byron ne'er never night o'er once Pacha Pallas Parthenon pass'd poem poet quæ quid rhyme Romaic scarce scene seem'd Selim shore slave smile song soothe soul tale tears tell thee thine thing thou thought Turkish Twas verse voice Waltz wave wild words Zuleika ἂν ἀπὸ δὲν διὰ Ἐγὼ εἶναι εἰς ἐν καὶ κὴ μὲ νὰ σᾶς τὰ τὰς τὴν τῆς τὸ τὸν τοῦ τοὺς τῶν
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Strana 207 - 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?
Strana 152 - Such is the aspect of this shore; >Tis Greece, but living Greece no more So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath...
Strana 153 - These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own ; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires ; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear...
Strana 151 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers), And marked the mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there...
Strana 264 - Ours the wild life in tumult still to range From toil to rest, and joy in every change. Oh, who can tell? not thou, luxurious slave! Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease! Whom slumber soothes...
Strana 165 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome!
Strana 86 - ... verum ubi plura nitent in carmine, non ego paucis offendar maculis, quas aut incuria fudit aut humana parum cavit natura.
Strana 109 - 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!
Strana viii - 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 ! And this is in the night.
Strana 270 - Still sways their souls with that commanding art That dazzles, leads, yet chills the vulgar heart. What is that spell, that thus his lawless train Confess and envy, yet oppose in vain ? What should it be, that thus their faith can bind ? The power of Thought — the magic of the Mind ! Link'il with success, assumed and kept with skill, That moulds another's weakness to its will ; Wields with their hands, but, still to these unknown, Makes even their mightiest deeds appear his own. Such hath it been...