The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Suppressed Poems, and Others Never Before Published ...Baudry, 1832 |
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... human hearts , than all the long array Of poets and romancers : -You ' re a bore , A charlatan , a coxcomb - and have been , At best , no better than a go - between . CXVII . And Julia's voice was lost , except in sighs , Until too late ...
... human hearts , than all the long array Of poets and romancers : -You ' re a bore , A charlatan , a coxcomb - and have been , At best , no better than a go - between . CXVII . And Julia's voice was lost , except in sighs , Until too late ...
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... human laws , — At least ' t was rather early to begin ; But at sixteen the conscience rarely gnaws So much as when we call our old debts in At sixty years , and draw the accounts of evil , And find a deuced balance with the devil ...
... human laws , — At least ' t was rather early to begin ; But at sixteen the conscience rarely gnaws So much as when we call our old debts in At sixty years , and draw the accounts of evil , And find a deuced balance with the devil ...
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... human beings ' during civil war . XLIII . Then came the carpenter , at last , with tears In his rough eyes , and told the captain he Could do no more : he was a man in years , And long had voyaged through many a stormy sea ; And if he ...
... human beings ' during civil war . XLIII . Then came the carpenter , at last , with tears In his rough eyes , and told the captain he Could do no more : he was a man in years , And long had voyaged through many a stormy sea ; And if he ...
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... human frame Is pleasant , besides being true love's essence ; For health and idleness to passion's flame Are oil and gunpowder ; and some good lessons Are also learnt from Ceres and from Bacchus , Without whom Venus will not long attack ...
... human frame Is pleasant , besides being true love's essence ; For health and idleness to passion's flame Are oil and gunpowder ; and some good lessons Are also learnt from Ceres and from Bacchus , Without whom Venus will not long attack ...
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... human creatures ? CCIX . I hate inconstancy - I loathe , detest , Abhor , condemn , abjure the mortal made Of such quicksilver clay , that in his breast No permanent foundation can be laid : Love , constant love , has been my constant ...
... human creatures ? CCIX . I hate inconstancy - I loathe , detest , Abhor , condemn , abjure the mortal made Of such quicksilver clay , that in his breast No permanent foundation can be laid : Love , constant love , has been my constant ...
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Adeline Baba beautiful better blood Bowles call'd CANTO Catholic CIII Cossacks Darvell death devil Don Juan doubt e'er earth eyes face fair fame feelings gazed glory grace Greece grew Gulbeyaz Haidee hath head heart heaven hero houris human human clay Juan's Julia king knew lady late least leave less look look'd Lord LORD BYRON LXXII LXXXVI marriage mind moral Muse ne'er never night Note nought o'er once pass'd passion perhaps poet poetical poetry Pope pretty renegado rhyme Saint Saint Peter Samian wine scarce seem'd seen shore show'd sigh slight smile soul Spain spirit Stanza stood strange sublime Suwarrow sweet tears tell There's things thou thought true truth turn'd unto Voltaire Wat Tyler waves whate'er wind wish words XXXIII young youth
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Page 110 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Page 111 - 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?
Page 111 - 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!
Page 349 - Within a niche, nigh to its pinnacle, Twelve saints had once stood sanctified in stone; But these had fallen, not when the friars fell, But in the war which struck Charles from his throne...
Page 93 - Oh, Love ! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved ? Ah, why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh ? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to die : Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish.
Page 293 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping ' ' In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts ; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe, through their sea-coal canopy ; A huge dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head — and there is London town ! LXXXIII.
Page 503 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust, disused, and shine no more, My Mary!
Page 113 - Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses Instead of speech, may form a lasting link Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces Frail man, when paper — even a rag like this, Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his!
Page 67 - Brighten'd, and for a moment seem'd to roam, He squeezed from out a rag some drops of rain Into his dying child's mouth- but in vain. The boy expired- the father held the clay, And...
Page 86 - A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love, And beauty, all concentrating like rays Into one focus, kindled from above; Such kisses as belong to early days, Where heart, and soul, and sense, in concert move...