PoemsG. Routledge and Sons, 1866 - 719 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα xviii
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. the whipping ; but they only roused the patrician blood of Byron ; instead of finding an humble victim , they caught a Tartar . When anything offended him , he was a prey to rage of the most appalling ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. the whipping ; but they only roused the patrician blood of Byron ; instead of finding an humble victim , they caught a Tartar . When anything offended him , he was a prey to rage of the most appalling ...
Σελίδα 6
... blood the bleak field ; For the rights of a monarch their country defending , Till death their attachment to royalty seal'd . Shades of heroes , farewell ! your descendant , departing From the seat of his ancestors , bids you adieu ...
... blood the bleak field ; For the rights of a monarch their country defending , Till death their attachment to royalty seal'd . Shades of heroes , farewell ! your descendant , departing From the seat of his ancestors , bids you adieu ...
Σελίδα 16
... blood , when our pleasures are past , For years fleet away with the wings of the dove , The dearest remembrance will still be the last , Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love . ON A CHANGE OF MASTERS AT A GREAT PUBLIC SCHOOL ...
... blood , when our pleasures are past , For years fleet away with the wings of the dove , The dearest remembrance will still be the last , Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love . ON A CHANGE OF MASTERS AT A GREAT PUBLIC SCHOOL ...
Σελίδα 33
... blood - red plumes Assembled wave in Alva's hall ; Each youth his varied plaid assumes , Attending on their chieftain's call . It is not war their aid demands , The pibroch plays the song of peace ; To Oscar's nuptials throng the bands ...
... blood - red plumes Assembled wave in Alva's hall ; Each youth his varied plaid assumes , Attending on their chieftain's call . It is not war their aid demands , The pibroch plays the song of peace ; To Oscar's nuptials throng the bands ...
Σελίδα 37
... blood stains his side { Dark Oscar's sable crest is low , The dart has drunk his vital tide . And Mora's eye could Allan move , She bade his wounded pride rebel ; Alas ! that eyes which beam'd with love Should urge the soul to deeds of ...
... blood stains his side { Dark Oscar's sable crest is low , The dart has drunk his vital tide . And Mora's eye could Allan move , She bade his wounded pride rebel ; Alas ! that eyes which beam'd with love Should urge the soul to deeds of ...
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Adah Aholibamah Anah art thou Athens aught bard beautiful behold beneath blood bosom breast breath brow Cain Calmar cheek Childe Harold clouds dare dark dead dear death deeds deep doth dread dream dust dwell earth eternal fair fame fate fear feel fix'd foes forget gaze Giaour glance glory grave Greece grief hand hate hath heard heart heaven hope hour immortal Irad Japh lips live look look'd Lord Lord Byron Lucifer lyre mind mortal mountain ne'er never Newstead Abbey night o'er once Parisina pass'd passion perchance poem round Samian wine scarce scene seem'd seraphs shine shore sigh sire sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought throne turn'd twas twill Venice voice wave weep Whate'er wild wind wing words youth
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 558 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed. The mustering squadron, and the clattering car. Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb. Or whispering with white lips — "The foe! They come! they come ! " And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering
Σελίδα 536 - 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 ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Σελίδα 558 - No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet— But hark!— that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than> before! Arm! Arm! it is— it is— the cannon's opening roar!
Σελίδα 304 - 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. Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Σελίδα 674 - 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? You have the letters Cadmus gave— Think ye he meant them for a slave?
Σελίδα 352 - The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
Σελίδα 356 - With spiders I had friendship made, And watch'd them in their sullen trade, Had seen the mice by moonlight play, And why should I feel less than they ? We were all...
Σελίδα 560 - There have been tears and breaking hearts for thee, And mine were nothing, had I such to give ; But when I stood beneath the fresh green tree, Which living waves where thou didst cease to live, And saw around me the wide field revive With fruits and fertile promise, and the Spring Come forth her work of gladness to contrive, With all her reckless birds upon the wing, I turn'd from all she brought to those she could not bring.
Σελίδα 352 - Less wretched now, and one day free ; He, too, who yet had held untired A spirit natural or inspired — He, too, was struck, and day by day, Was wither'd on the stalk away.
Σελίδα 551 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his honied wealth...