The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Suppressed Poems, and Others Never Before Published, Volym 1Baudry, 1832 |
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... bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be . ib . Herod's lament for Mariamne . ib . On the day of the destruction of Jerusalem by Titus . . 472 By the rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept . The destruction of Sennacherib 473 · ib ...
... bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be . ib . Herod's lament for Mariamne . ib . On the day of the destruction of Jerusalem by Titus . . 472 By the rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept . The destruction of Sennacherib 473 · ib ...
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... bosom slept The silent thought , nor from his lips did come One word of wail , whilst others sate and wept , And to the reckless gales unmanly moaning kept . XIII . But when the sun was sinking in the sea , He seized his harp , which he ...
... bosom slept The silent thought , nor from his lips did come One word of wail , whilst others sate and wept , And to the reckless gales unmanly moaning kept . XIII . But when the sun was sinking in the sea , He seized his harp , which he ...
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... bosom had , Mine own would not be dry . 6 . Come hither , hither , my stanch yeoman , Why dost thou look so pale ? Or dost thou dread a French foeman ? Or shiver at the gale ? ” ' Deem'st thou I tremble for my life ? Sir Childe , I'm ...
... bosom had , Mine own would not be dry . 6 . Come hither , hither , my stanch yeoman , Why dost thou look so pale ? Or dost thou dread a French foeman ? Or shiver at the gale ? ” ' Deem'st thou I tremble for my life ? Sir Childe , I'm ...
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... bosom gay ; And Cintra's mountain greets them on their way , And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay ; And soon on board the Lusian pilots leap , And steer ' twixt fertile shores where yet few ...
... bosom gay ; And Cintra's mountain greets them on their way , And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay ; And soon on board the Lusian pilots leap , And steer ' twixt fertile shores where yet few ...
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... bosom , how Vain are the pleasaunces on earth supplied ; Swept into wrecks anon by time's ungentle tide ! XXIV . Behold the hall where chiefs were late convened ! 4 ? Oh ! dome displeasing unto British eye ! With diadem hight foolscap ...
... bosom , how Vain are the pleasaunces on earth supplied ; Swept into wrecks anon by time's ungentle tide ! XXIV . Behold the hall where chiefs were late convened ! 4 ? Oh ! dome displeasing unto British eye ! With diadem hight foolscap ...
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The Complete Works of Lord Byron Including His Suppressed Poems and ..., Volym 1 George Noël Gordon Byron (Baron Byron) Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1847 |
The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Suppressed Poems, Volym 1 George Noël Gordon Byron (Baron Byron) Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1833 |
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Sida 103 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — »The foe! They come! they come!« And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering...
Sida 473 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Sida 181 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Sida 461 - 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!
Sida 474 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! FROM JOH.
Sida 97 - Though the strain'd mast should quiver as a reed, And the rent canvas fluttering strew the gale, Still must I on ; for I am as a weed, Flung from the rock, on ocean's foam, to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail.
Sida 182 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Sida 356 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom— Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar; for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard! — May none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Sida 141 - But ever and anon of griefs subdued There comes a token like a scorpion's sting, Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music — summer's eve — or spring — A flower — the wind — the ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound...
Sida 172 - But when the rising moon begins to climb Its topmost arch, and gently pauses there; When the stars twinkle through the loops of time...