The Works of Lord Byron: Lara. Siege of Corinth. Parisina. The prisoner of Chillon. Beppo. MazeppaJohn Murray, 1821 |
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... PARISINA Notes to the Siege of Corinth Notes to Parisina Sonnet on Chillon Notes to the Prisoner of Chillon BEPPO . Notes to Beppo . MAZEPPA 113 117 • 149 THE PRISONER OF CHILLON 153 · • 155 • 175 179 233 235 Ꮮ Ꭺ Ꭱ Ꭺ , A TALE . VOL .
... PARISINA Notes to the Siege of Corinth Notes to Parisina Sonnet on Chillon Notes to the Prisoner of Chillon BEPPO . Notes to Beppo . MAZEPPA 113 117 • 149 THE PRISONER OF CHILLON 153 · • 155 • 175 179 233 235 Ꮮ Ꭺ Ꭱ Ꭺ , A TALE . VOL .
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George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. Ꮮ Ꭺ Ꭱ Ꭺ , A TALE . VOL . IV . B LARA . CANTO I. I. THE Serfs are glad through.
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. Ꮮ Ꭺ Ꭱ Ꭺ , A TALE . VOL . IV . B LARA . CANTO I. I. THE Serfs are glad through.
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... - but where the wrong ? " Some knew perchance - but ' twere a tale too long ; " And such besides were too discreetly wise , " To more than hint their knowledge in surmise ; 151 " But if they would - they could " —around CANTO I. 9 LARA .
... - but where the wrong ? " Some knew perchance - but ' twere a tale too long ; " And such besides were too discreetly wise , " To more than hint their knowledge in surmise ; 151 " But if they would - they could " —around CANTO I. 9 LARA .
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... tale from age to age ; Where history's pen its praise or blame supplies , And lies like truth , and still most truly lies . He wandering mused , and as the moonbeam shone Through the dim lattice o'er the floor of stone , And the high ...
... tale from age to age ; Where history's pen its praise or blame supplies , And lies like truth , and still most truly lies . He wandering mused , and as the moonbeam shone Through the dim lattice o'er the floor of stone , And the high ...
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... I be , 455 " Words wild as these , accusers like to thee " I list no further ; those with whom they weigh 66 ' May hear the rest , nor venture to gainsay " The wondrous tale no doubt thy tongue can tell 22 CANTO I. LARA .
... I be , 455 " Words wild as these , accusers like to thee " I list no further ; those with whom they weigh 66 ' May hear the rest , nor venture to gainsay " The wondrous tale no doubt thy tongue can tell 22 CANTO I. LARA .
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accents apostolic palace appear'd beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom bound breast breath brow call'd Cavalier Servente Charles XII cheek CHILLON cold dare dark dead death deep dread dream dungeon earth Ezzelin faint falchion fame fear feel fell felt fix'd forget gather'd gazed Geneve Giorgione glance grave grew half hand hath head heard heart heaven Hetman hope horsetails hour Kaled knew Lara Lara's Laura less limbs lips look look'd LORD BYRON Mazeppa Minotti ne'er never night nought numbers o'er once Otho Otho's Parisina pass'd past PRISONER OF CHILLON renegado rest roll'd rose round scarce seem'd shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent sire smile soul sound steed stood tale tears thee thine things thou thought thousand Turcoman Turks turn'd twas Venice voice wall waves Whate'er wild words wound youth
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Page 168 - In this last loss, of all the most ! And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less...
Page 173 - And then there was a little isle Which in my very face did smile, The only one in view ; A small green isle, it seem'd no more, Scarce broader than my dungeon floor, But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing, Of gentle breath and hue.
Page 160 - My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare; But this was for my father's faith I suffer'd chains and courted death...
Page 161 - A sunbeam which hath lost its way, And through the crevice and the cleft Of the thick wall is fallen and left; Creeping o'er the floor so damp, Like a marsh's meteor lamp. And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain...
Page 170 - But knowing well captivity, Sweet bird! I could not wish for thine! Or if it were, in winged guise, A visitant from Paradise; For— Heaven forgive that thought!
Page 164 - A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave. Below the surface of the lake The dark vault lies wherein we lay, We heard it ripple night and day; Sounding o'er our heads it...
Page 166 - God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Page 12 - All was so still, so soft in earth and air, You scarce would start to meet a spirit there ; Secure that nought of evil could delight To walk in such a scene, on such a night...
Page 172 - Who loved me in a human shape ; , And the whole earth would henceforth be A wider prison unto me; No child, no sire, no kin had I, No partner in my misery ; I thought of this, and I was glad, For thought of them had made me mad ; But I was curious to ascend To my barr'd windows, and to bend Once more, upon the mountains high, The quiet of a loving eye.
Page 170 - None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink, Had brought me back to feel and think. I know not if it late were free, Or broke its cage to perch on mine, But knowing well captivity, Sweet bird ! I could not wish for thine.