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... thou hast learn'd the art so well ? ” Mazeppa said— " " Twere long to tell ; " And we have many a league to go " With every now and then a blow , " And ten to one at least the foe , " Before our steeds may graze at ease 66 Beyond the ...
... thou hast learn'd the art so well ? ” Mazeppa said— " " Twere long to tell ; " And we have many a league to go " With every now and then a blow , " And ten to one at least the foe , " Before our steeds may graze at ease 66 Beyond the ...
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... thou mayst die . MAN . Will death bestow it on me ? SPIRIT . We are immortal , and do not forget ; We are eternal ; and to us the past Is , as the future , present . Art thou answer'd ? MAN . Ye mock me -- but the power which brought ye ...
... thou mayst die . MAN . Will death bestow it on me ? SPIRIT . We are immortal , and do not forget ; We are eternal ; and to us the past Is , as the future , present . Art thou answer'd ? MAN . Ye mock me -- but the power which brought ye ...
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... thou Art not a madness and a mockery , I yet might be most happy . - I will clasp thee , And we again will be- [ The figure vanishes . My heart is crush'd ! [ MANFRED falls senseless . ( A voice is heard in the Incantation which follows ...
... thou Art not a madness and a mockery , I yet might be most happy . - I will clasp thee , And we again will be- [ The figure vanishes . My heart is crush'd ! [ MANFRED falls senseless . ( A voice is heard in the Incantation which follows ...
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... thou canst not banish ; By a power to thee unknown , Thou canst never be alone ; Thou art wrapt as with a shroud , Thou art gather'd in a cloud ; And for ever shalt thou dwell In the spirit of this spell . Though thou seest me not pass ...
... thou canst not banish ; By a power to thee unknown , Thou canst never be alone ; Thou art wrapt as with a shroud , Thou art gather'd in a cloud ; And for ever shalt thou dwell In the spirit of this spell . Though thou seest me not pass ...
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... thou fresh breaking Day , and you , ye Mountains , Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye . And thou , the bright eye of the universe , That openest over all , and unto all Art a delight - thou shin'st not on my heart 60 ACT I. MANFRED .
... thou fresh breaking Day , and you , ye Mountains , Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye . And thou , the bright eye of the universe , That openest over all , and unto all Art a delight - thou shin'st not on my heart 60 ACT I. MANFRED .
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Page 122 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Page 118 - There were giants in the earth in those days ; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.
Page 154 - 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. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Page 72 - It is not noon — the sunbow's rays ' still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse.
Page 237 - As once I wept, if I could weep My tears might well be shed, To think I was not near to keep One vigil o'er thy bed; To gaze, how fondly ! on thy face, To fold thee in a faint embrace, Uphold thy drooping head; And show that love, however vain, Nor thou nor I can feel again.
Page 320 - They slept on the abyss, without a surge, — The waves were dead : the tides were in their grave: The moon, their mistress, had expired before : The winds were withered in the stagnant air, And the clouds perished: Darkness had no need Of aid from them — she was the universe.
Page 235 - I will not ask where thou liest low, Nor gaze upon the spot; There flowers or weeds at will may grow, So I behold them not: It is enough for me to prove That what I loved, and long must love, Like common earth can rot; To me there needs no stone to tell, Tis nothing that I loved so well.
Page 62 - But we, who name ourselves its sovereigns, we, Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar, with our mix'd essence make A conflict of its elements, and breathe The breath of degradation and of pride, Contending with low wants and lofty will Till our mortality predominates, And men are — what they name not to themselves, And trust not to each other.
Page 130 - Away ; we know that tears are vain, That death nor heeds nor hears distress : Will this unteach us to complain ? Or make one mourner weep the less ? And thou — who tell'st me to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet.
Page 109 - Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watch-dog bayed beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...