The Works of Lord Byron: In Verse and Prose. Including His Letters, Journals, Etc., with a Sketch of His Life

Silas Andrus & son, 1853 - 946 sidor

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to Mr Henry Drury XLIV to Mr Hodgson XLV to Mr Hodgson XLVI to Mr Hodgson
to the Hon Mrs Byron XLVIII to Mr Rushton XLIX to the Hon Mrs Byron
to Mrs Byron LI to Mrs Byron
LII to the Hon Mrs Byron LIII to the Hon Mrs Byron LIV o the Hon Mrs Byron PAORI LETTERS
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to the Hon Mrs Byron LVIII to Mr Henry Drury
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to the Hon A LXIII to Mr Hodgson LXIV to Mrs Byron LXV to Mrs Byron LXVI to Mrs Byron LXVII to
to Mr Dallas LXIX to Mr Henry Drury LXX to the Hon Mrs Byron
to Dr Pig LXXII to Mr Scrope Davies LXXIII to Bolton
to Mr Bolton LXXV to Mr Bolton LXXVI to Mr Dallas LXXVII to Mr Hodgson LXXVIII to Mr Dallas
to Mr Murray LXXX to Mr Dallas LXXXI to Mr Dallas
LXXXII to R C Dallas Esq LXXXIII to Mr Murray LXXXIV to Mr Dallas 101 LXXXV to R C Dallas Esq 101 LXXXVI to Mr Murray 10 LXXXVII ...
to Mr Dallas XCI to R C Dall XCII to Mr Dallas XCIII to Mr Dallas XCIV to R C Dallas Esq XCV to R C Dallas Esq XCVI to Mr Dallas
to Mr Hodgson XCVIII to R C Dallas Esq XCIX to R C Dallas Esq C to R C Dallas Esq CI to R C Dallas
to Miss Pigot CIII Mr Moore to Lord Byr CIV to Mr Moore CV to Mr Moore CVI to Mr Moore CVII to Mr Moore
to Mr Harness CIX to Mr Harness
to Mr Hodgson
to Mr Rogers CXX to Lord Holland CXXI to Mr Hodgson CXXII to Lord Holland
to Mr William Bankes CXXIV to Mr William Bankes CXXV to Lord Holland
to Sir Walter Scott Bart CXXVII to Lord Holland CXXVIII to Lord Holland CXXIX Lord Holland CXXX to Lord Holland CXXXI to Lord Holland ...
to Mr Murray CXLII to Mr Murray
to Mr William Bankes CXLIV to Mr Murray CXLV to Mr Murray CXLVI to Lord Holland CXLVII to Mr Murray CXLVIII to Mr Murray CXLIX to...
to Mr Rogers CLIV to Mr Murray CLV to Mr Murra CLVI to Mr Murray CLVII to Mr Murray
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to Mr Croker CLXVI to Mr Murray CLXVII to Mr Murray CLXVIII to Mr Murray CLXIX to Mr Moore CLXX to Mr Moore CLXXI to Mr Moore C...
to Leigh Hunt CLXXIX to Mr Moore CLXXX to Mr Murray
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Sida 24 - 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! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Sida 39 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more...
Sida 22 - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction : once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
Sida 24 - All heaven and earth are still — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most ; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep...
Sida 18 - Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall moulder, cold and low.
Sida 16 - Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child ! Ada ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes, they smiled, And then we parted, — not as now we part, But with a hope. — Awaking with a start, The waters heave around me ; and on high The winds lift up their voices : I depart, Whither I know not ; but the hour's gone by, When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
Sida 22 - Are not the mountains, waves, and skies, a part Of me and of my soul, as I of them? Is not the love of these deep in my heart With a pure passion? should I not contemn All objects, if compared with these?
Sida 24 - A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Sida 15 - tis haunted, holy ground, No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould, But one vast realm of wonder spreads around, And all the Muse's tales seem truly told, Till the sense aches with gazing to behold The scenes our earliest dreams have dwelt upon: Each hill and dale, each deepening glen and wold Defies the power which crush'd thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon.
Sida 20 - And peasant girls, with deep blue eyes, And hands which offer early flowers, Walk smiling o'er this paradise ; Above, the frequent feudal towers Through green leaves lift their walls of gray, And many a rock which steeply lowers, And noble arch in proud decay, Look o'er this vale of vintage-bowers.

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