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Σελίδα 659
Within a windowed niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain ; he did hear That sound the first amidst the festival , And caught ils tone with Death's prophetic ear ; And when they smiled because he deem'd it near ...
Within a windowed niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain ; he did hear That sound the first amidst the festival , And caught ils tone with Death's prophetic ear ; And when they smiled because he deem'd it near ...
Τι λένε οι χρήστες - Σύνταξη κριτικής
Δεν εντοπίσαμε κριτικές στις συνήθεις τοποθεσίες.
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alten arms Augen Beschreibung Blick Brief bright Byron dahin daſs deep Dichter düster earth eben einige Erde erhabenen ersten eyes face fair finden Freude früher ganze Gedanken Gedichte Gefühle Geist Gesang Gestalt gleich Gott Grab Hand heart heaven heiligen Herr Herz Himmel Hoffnung hohen hour Jahre jetzt jungen Kind kleinen kommt König konnte Land lange last Leben letzten lichen Liebe liebliche life light like long look Lord love machen Macht Mädchen Mann Menschen mild mind Mutter Nacht Namen Natur neue night o'er reichen rein round Ruhe ruhig sagen sagt sanft Scene Seele sehen seyn Sorge soul Sprache stand Stärke Stelle still Stimme Stolz Stunde sweet Tage thee Theil their there they thou thought tief Töne unsere Vater viele voice voll ward warm Welt weniger wieder Wind Wogen world
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Σελίδα 637 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Σελίδα 654 - 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.
Σελίδα 654 - Thou glorious mirror, where the 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...
Σελίδα 638 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, 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...
Σελίδα 653 - 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.
Σελίδα 653 - 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, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet can not all conceal.
Σελίδα 376 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made : When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Σελίδα 375 - Dragged from among the horses feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ! . . Young Blount his...
Σελίδα 219 - He leaped amid a murderous band, And saved from outrage worse than death The Lady of the Land! And how she wept, and...
Σελίδα 653 - 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...