The Works of Lord Byron: Comprising the Suppressed Poems, Томи 10 – 11A. and W. Galignani, 1826 |
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... tear and fling the trees you late did When I behold your form with my own eyes . You now a true and perfect friend will show Yourself to Christ , as once you were a foe . LVIII . << And one of our apostles , Saul once named , Long ...
... tear and fling the trees you late did When I behold your form with my own eyes . You now a true and perfect friend will show Yourself to Christ , as once you were a foe . LVIII . << And one of our apostles , Saul once named , Long ...
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... tears , Know that my sorrows have wrung from me none . But thou , my young creation ! my soul's child ! Which ever playing round me came and smiled , And woo'd me from myself with thy sweet sight , Thou too art gone - and so is my ...
... tears , Know that my sorrows have wrung from me none . But thou , my young creation ! my soul's child ! Which ever playing round me came and smiled , And woo'd me from myself with thy sweet sight , Thou too art gone - and so is my ...
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... tear our names apart , As none in life could rend thee from my heart . Leonora ! it shall be our fate Yes , To be entwined for ever - but too late ! HEBREW MELODIES . HEBREW MELODIES . SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY THE LAMENT OF TASSO , 71.
... tear our names apart , As none in life could rend thee from my heart . Leonora ! it shall be our fate Yes , To be entwined for ever - but too late ! HEBREW MELODIES . HEBREW MELODIES . SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY THE LAMENT OF TASSO , 71.
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... tears , its chords are riven ! It soften'd men of iron mould , It gave them virtues not their own ; No ear so dull , no soul so cold , That felt not , fired not to the tone , Till David's lyre grew mightier than his throne ! It told the ...
... tears , its chords are riven ! It soften'd men of iron mould , It gave them virtues not their own ; No ear so dull , no soul so cold , That felt not , fired not to the tone , Till David's lyre grew mightier than his throne ! It told the ...
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... tread : Fond wretch ! as if her step disturb'd the dead ! Away ; we know that tears are vain , That death nor heeds nor hears distress : Will this unteach us to complain ? Or make one 82 HEBREW MELODIES . Oh! snatch'd away in beauty's ...
... tread : Fond wretch ! as if her step disturb'd the dead ! Away ; we know that tears are vain , That death nor heeds nor hears distress : Will this unteach us to complain ? Or make one 82 HEBREW MELODIES . Oh! snatch'd away in beauty's ...
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Сторінка 198 - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay...
Сторінка 101 - TWAS twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters; like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail. Thus to their hopeless eyes...
Сторінка 189 - 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?
Сторінка 94 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Сторінка 191 - Then the few whose spirits float above the wreck of happiness Are driven o'er the shoals of guilt or ocean of excess: The magnet of their course is gone, or only points in vain The shore to which their shiver'd sail shall never stretch again Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down; It cannot feel for others...
Сторінка 191 - Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
Сторінка 77 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Сторінка 95 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Сторінка 124 - ... in the wilds Of fiery climes he made himself a home, And his soul drank their sunbeams : he was girt With strange and dusky aspects ; he was not Himself like what he had been ; on the sea...
Сторінка 114 - The other father had a weaklier child, Of a soft cheek, and aspect delicate ; But the boy bore up long, and with a mild And patient spirit held aloof his fate ; Little he said, and now and then he smiled, As if to win a part from off the weight He saw increasing on his father's heart, With the deep, deadly thought, that they must part.