The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His WorksT. Davison, 1824 - 212 σελίδες |
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Consisting of Selections from His Works George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard. BOL 16APR 939 LIBRAR BYRON . ALBANIA SEEN AT DAY - BREAK . MORN.
Consisting of Selections from His Works George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard. BOL 16APR 939 LIBRAR BYRON . ALBANIA SEEN AT DAY - BREAK . MORN.
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... BREAK . MORN dawns ; and with it stern Albania's hills , Dark Sulis ' rocks , and Pindus ' inland peak , Robed half in mist , lewed with snowy rills , Arrayed in many a dun and purple streak , Arise ; and , as the clouds along them break ...
... BREAK . MORN dawns ; and with it stern Albania's hills , Dark Sulis ' rocks , and Pindus ' inland peak , Robed half in mist , lewed with snowy rills , Arrayed in many a dun and purple streak , Arise ; and , as the clouds along them break ...
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... breaking wave , Roused by the blast of winter , rave ; Through sparkling spray , in thundering clash , The lightnings of the waters flash In awful whiteness o'er the shore , That shines and shakes beneath the roar ; Thus as the stream ...
... breaking wave , Roused by the blast of winter , rave ; Through sparkling spray , in thundering clash , The lightnings of the waters flash In awful whiteness o'er the shore , That shines and shakes beneath the roar ; Thus as the stream ...
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... Breaking only rank by rank . Hearken to the armour's clank ! Look down o'er each frowning warrior , How he glares upon the barrier : Look on each step of each ladder , As the stripes that streak an adder . Look upon the bristling wall ...
... Breaking only rank by rank . Hearken to the armour's clank ! Look down o'er each frowning warrior , How he glares upon the barrier : Look on each step of each ladder , As the stripes that streak an adder . Look upon the bristling wall ...
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... was not violently lively , but Stole on your spirits like a May - day breaking ; Her eyes were not too sparkling , yet , half - shut , They put beholders in a tender taking ; She looked ( this simile's quite new ) just cut 33 BYRON .
... was not violently lively , but Stole on your spirits like a May - day breaking ; Her eyes were not too sparkling , yet , half - shut , They put beholders in a tender taking ; She looked ( this simile's quite new ) just cut 33 BYRON .
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The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His Works Alfred Howard,Baron George Gordon Byron Byron Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2016 |
The Beauties of Byron: Consisting of Selections from His Works George Gordon Byron Baron Byron,Alfred Howard Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 1835 |
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arms art thou aught Ave Maria beam beauty behold beneath blest blood blue bosom breast breath brow capital punishments Carthage charm cheek Clarens clouds dark dead death deep dread dream e'er eagle passes earth Egeria eternal face fair fear feel flowers gaze gentle GIAOUR glance glow gondolier grave grief hand hath heart heaven hope hour human clay JUNGFRAU Kaled knew light lips living lone look look'd mortal mountains Myrrha ne'er never night o'er once pale passion pause pride rill Rome rose round Samian wine scarce seem'd Seraph shine shone shore sigh sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stamp'd stars stood sweet tears tender thee thine things thou art thought trembling twas twill waters wave weep wert Whate'er wild wind wing wither'd youth Zuleika
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Σελίδα 66 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ! Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one...
Σελίδα 52 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Σελίδα 66 - Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise — we come, we come!
Σελίδα 148 - 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!
Σελίδα 146 - Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Σελίδα 66 - On Suli's rock and Parga's shore Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore ; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heraclcidan blood might own.
Σελίδα 117 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
Σελίδα 63 - 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!
Σελίδα 150 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom...
Σελίδα 164 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been...