The Works of Lord Byron, Volym 2Knight and Lacey, 1823 |
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... deep , << With none to listen and reply << To thoughts with which my heart beat high « Were irksome - for whate'er my mood , << In sooth I love not solitude ; « I on Zuleika's slumber broke , " And , as thou knowest that for me « Soon ...
... deep , << With none to listen and reply << To thoughts with which my heart beat high « Were irksome - for whate'er my mood , << In sooth I love not solitude ; « I on Zuleika's slumber broke , " And , as thou knowest that for me « Soon ...
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... Deep were my anguish , thus compelled To wed with one I ne'er beheld : « This wherefore should I not reveal ? « Why wilt thou urge me to conceal ? << I know the Pacha's haughty mood « To thee hath never boded good ; « And he so often ...
... Deep were my anguish , thus compelled To wed with one I ne'er beheld : « This wherefore should I not reveal ? « Why wilt thou urge me to conceal ? << I know the Pacha's haughty mood « To thee hath never boded good ; « And he so often ...
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... deep : « Our garden - battlements are steep ; « Nor these will rash intruder climb << To list our words , or stint our time ; « And if he doth , I want not steel « Which some have felt , and more may << Then shalt thou learn of Selim ...
... deep : « Our garden - battlements are steep ; « Nor these will rash intruder climb << To list our words , or stint our time ; « And if he doth , I want not steel « Which some have felt , and more may << Then shalt thou learn of Selim ...
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... beach where shelving to the deep There lies a white Capote ! ' Tis rent in twain - one dark - red stain The wave yet ripples o'er in vain : But where is he who wore ? Ye ! who would o'er his relics weep , Go 96 THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS .
... beach where shelving to the deep There lies a white Capote ! ' Tis rent in twain - one dark - red stain The wave yet ripples o'er in vain : But where is he who wore ? Ye ! who would o'er his relics weep , Go 96 THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS .
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... deep - though fatal - was thy first ! Thrice happy ! ne'er to feel nor fear the force Of absence , shame , pride , hate , revenge , remorse ! And , oh ! that pang where more than Madness lies ! The worm that will not sleep - and never ...
... deep - though fatal - was thy first ! Thrice happy ! ne'er to feel nor fear the force Of absence , shame , pride , hate , revenge , remorse ! And , oh ! that pang where more than Madness lies ! The worm that will not sleep - and never ...
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Amaun arms Azrael band bear beauty beheld beneath Beppo blood bosom brave bread and salt breast breath BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow calpac Cavalier Servente cheek Conrad dare dark death deed deemed Dervise despair doom dread dream earth fair fate fear feel flash foes friends gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave grief guard Gulnare hand Haram Hassan hate hath head heard heart heaven Hellespont hope hour Houris isle knew Koran Laura light line 30 lips lonely look mourned Mussulman ne'er never night Note o'er once Pacha pale perchance rest rose round sabre sail scarce seemed seen Selim Seyd shore silent slave smile soothe soul steed stern strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought tide Timariot to-night trembling turban Turkish Turks Twas voice wave Whate'er wild wind woman word Zuleika