The works of ... lord Byron, Volym 7–8 |
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Sida 73
... human vanity than the active cruelty of more trembling and suspicius tyranny . Such were his speeches to public assemblies as well as individuals ; and the single expression which he is said to have used on returning to Paris after the ...
... human vanity than the active cruelty of more trembling and suspicius tyranny . Such were his speeches to public assemblies as well as individuals ; and the single expression which he is said to have used on returning to Paris after the ...
Sida 77
... human composition so affecting as this , nor a history of deeper interest . These are the names and actions which ought not to perish , and to which we turn with a true and healthy tenderness , from the wret- ched and glittering detail ...
... human composition so affecting as this , nor a history of deeper interest . These are the names and actions which ought not to perish , and to which we turn with a true and healthy tenderness , from the wret- ched and glittering detail ...
Sida 78
... human eloquence , the most effectual and splendid specimens were not pronounced within walls . Demosthenes addres- sed the public and popular assemblies . Cicero spoke in the forum . That this added to their effect on the mind of both ...
... human eloquence , the most effectual and splendid specimens were not pronounced within walls . Demosthenes addres- sed the public and popular assemblies . Cicero spoke in the forum . That this added to their effect on the mind of both ...
Sida 81
... human being could do for them . I had the Fortune ( good or evil as might be ) to sail from Meillerie ( where we landed for some time ) , to St. Gingo during a lake storm , which added to the magnifi- cence of all around , although ...
... human being could do for them . I had the Fortune ( good or evil as might be ) to sail from Meillerie ( where we landed for some time ) , to St. Gingo during a lake storm , which added to the magnifi- cence of all around , although ...
Sida 146
... ; for all that Learning reap'd From her research hath been , that these are walls Behold the ImperialMount ! ' tis thus the mighty falls . 5 - CVIII . There is the moral of all human tales 146 Canto IV CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... ; for all that Learning reap'd From her research hath been , that these are walls Behold the ImperialMount ! ' tis thus the mighty falls . 5 - CVIII . There is the moral of all human tales 146 Canto IV CHILDE HAROLD'S.
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Sida 20 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Sida 184 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals; The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Sida 94 - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Sida 11 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
Sida 183 - 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 18 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Sida 154 - Oh Love ! no habitant of earth thou art — An unseen seraph, we believe in thee, A faith whose martyrs are the broken heart, But never yet hath seen, nor e'er shall see The naked eye, thy form, as it should be ; The mind hath made thee, as it peopled heaven, Even with its own desiring phantasy, And to a thought such shape and image given, As haunts the unquench'd soul — parch'd — wearied — wrung — and riven.
Sida 158 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, ' And shadows forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower.
Sida 36 - The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strew'da scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me.
Sida 19 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street: On with the dance! let joy be unconfined: No sleep till morn when youth and pleasure meet, To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.