The Works of Lord Byron: Including the Suppressed Poems ; Also a Sketch of His LifeH. Adams, and sold by J. Grigg, 1831 - 716 pages |
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... Soul , when dying .. 10 ib . MANFRED 6 8 Notes ... MARINO FALIERO Notes Appendix 228 ..241 • 242 .. 280 Translation .. ib . Translation from Catullus ib . SARDANAPALUS . Notes Translation of the Epitaph on Virgil and Tas . ib . THE TWO ...
... Soul , when dying .. 10 ib . MANFRED 6 8 Notes ... MARINO FALIERO Notes Appendix 228 ..241 • 242 .. 280 Translation .. ib . Translation from Catullus ib . SARDANAPALUS . Notes Translation of the Epitaph on Virgil and Tas . ib . THE TWO ...
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... soul - telling eye Is dimm'd , for a time , with a Tear . Mild charity's glow , To us mortals below , Shows the soul from barbarity clear ; Compassion will melt , Where this virtue is felt , And its dew is diffused in a Tear . The man ...
... soul - telling eye Is dimm'd , for a time , with a Tear . Mild charity's glow , To us mortals below , Shows the soul from barbarity clear ; Compassion will melt , Where this virtue is felt , And its dew is diffused in a Tear . The man ...
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... soul , that my heart , my existence , If ger demanded , were wholly your own ; I knew me unalter'd , by years or by distance , Dewited to love and to friendship alone . I w - but away with the vain retrospection , The bred of affection ...
... soul , that my heart , my existence , If ger demanded , were wholly your own ; I knew me unalter'd , by years or by distance , Dewited to love and to friendship alone . I w - but away with the vain retrospection , The bred of affection ...
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... soul , His dark eye shone through beams of truth ; Allan had early learn'd control , And smooth his words had been from youth . Both , both were brave ; the Saxon spear Was shiver'd oft beneath their steel ; And Oscar's bosom scorn'd to ...
... soul , His dark eye shone through beams of truth ; Allan had early learn'd control , And smooth his words had been from youth . Both , both were brave ; the Saxon spear Was shiver'd oft beneath their steel ; And Oscar's bosom scorn'd to ...
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... soul , " old Angus said , And fill'd his goblet to the brim ; " Here's to my boy ! alive or dead , I ne'er shall find a son like him . " " Bravely , old man , this health has sped , But why does Allan trembling stand ? Come , drink ...
... soul , " old Angus said , And fill'd his goblet to the brim ; " Here's to my boy ! alive or dead , I ne'er shall find a son like him . " " Bravely , old man , this health has sped , But why does Allan trembling stand ? Come , drink ...
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ADAH AHOLIBAMAH Ali Pacha ANAH ANGIOLINA ARBACES arms ARNOLD aught BARBARIGO bear beauty behold BELESES beneath BENINTENDE blood bosom breast breath brow CAIN CALENDARO CESAR chief dare dark dead death deeds deep DOGE dost dread earth fame father fear feel foes GABOR gaze Giaour Greece Greek hand hath hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour IDENSTEIN ISRAEL BERTUCCIO JACOPO FOSCARI JAPHET JOSEPHINE leave less LIONI live look Lord Byron LOREDANO LUCIFER MANFRED MARINA Marino Faliero Michel Steno mortal MYRRHA ne'er never night noble Note o'er once palace PANIA pass'd Petrarch prince SALEMENES SARDANAPALUS scarce scene seem'd shore SIEGENDORF sire slave smile soul speak spirit Stanza STRALENHEIM stranger sword tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought ULRIC unto Venice voice walls wave WERNER words youth εἰς καὶ τὴν τὸ
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Page 79 - 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.
Page 61 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
Page 76 - While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand ; When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall ; And when Rome falls — the World.
Page 205 - I took that hand which lay so still, Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir, or strive, But felt that I was still alive — A frantic feeling, when we know That what we love shall ne'er be so. I know not why I could not die, I had no earthly hope but faith, And that forbade a selfish death.
Page 71 - Alas, the lofty city! and alas, The trebly hundred triumphs! and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away! Alas for Tully's voice, and Virgil's lay, And Livy's pictured page! But these shall be Her resurrection; all beside — decay. Alas, for Earth, for never shall we see That brightness in her eye she bore when Rome was free!
Page 60 - Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep ; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more...
Page 61 - And this is in the night. — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight — A portion of the tempest and of thee!
Page 205 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender, kind, And grieved for those...
Page 206 - As then to me he seem'd to fly ; And then new tears came in my eye, And I felt troubled — and would fain I had not left my recent chain ; And when I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load ; It was as is a new-dug grave, Closing o'er one we sought to save, — And yet my glance, too much opprest, Had almost need of such a rest.
Page 61 - Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful ; the far roll Of your departing voices is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless — if I rest. But where of ye, O tempests, is the goal ? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find at length, like eagles, some high nest?