The Works of Lord Byron: Embracing His Suppressed Poems, and a Sketch of His Life ...Phillips, Sampson,, 1854 - 1071 من الصفحات |
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... tears in her eyes , to take hearing this allusion to his infirmity , the child ' care of himself , as " she had nothing on earth but eyes flashed with anger , and , striking at her with a little whip which he held in his hand ...
... tears in her eyes , to take hearing this allusion to his infirmity , the child ' care of himself , as " she had nothing on earth but eyes flashed with anger , and , striking at her with a little whip which he held in his hand ...
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... tear - drop from thine eye , Our ship is swift and strong : Our fleetest falcon scarce could fly More merrily ... tears become thine eye ; If I thy guileless bosom had , Mine own would not be dry . 6 . " Come hither , hither , my ...
... tear - drop from thine eye , Our ship is swift and strong : Our fleetest falcon scarce could fly More merrily ... tears become thine eye ; If I thy guileless bosom had , Mine own would not be dry . 6 . " Come hither , hither , my ...
الصفحة 36
... tear ? The rifled urn , the violated mound , The dust thy courser's hoof , rude stranger ! spurns around . XCI . Yet to the remnants of thy splendor past Shall pilgrims , pensive , but unwearied , throng ; Long shall the voyager , with ...
... tear ? The rifled urn , the violated mound , The dust thy courser's hoof , rude stranger ! spurns around . XCI . Yet to the remnants of thy splendor past Shall pilgrims , pensive , but unwearied , throng ; Long shall the voyager , with ...
الصفحة 38
... tears For Europe's flowers long rooted up before The trampler of her vineyards ; in vain , years Of death , depopulation , bondage , fears , Have all been borne , and broken by the accord Of roused - up millions : all that most endears ...
... tears For Europe's flowers long rooted up before The trampler of her vineyards ; in vain , years Of death , depopulation , bondage , fears , Have all been borne , and broken by the accord Of roused - up millions : all that most endears ...
الصفحة 39
... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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الصفحة 63 - His steps are not upon thy paths— thy fields Are not a spoil for him— thou dost arise And shake him from thee ; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth — there let him lay.
الصفحة 63 - 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.
الصفحة 44 - He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
الصفحة 63 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed, — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark heaving; — boundless, endless, and sublime. The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
الصفحة 183 - ETERNAL Spirit of the chainless Mind! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty, thou art, For there thy habitation is the heart — The heart which love of thee alone can bind; And when thy sons to fetters are consigned — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom— Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
الصفحة 183 - 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; That iron is a cankering thing! For in these limbs its teeth remain...
الصفحة 41 - 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...
الصفحة 39 - Blushed 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...
الصفحة 186 - As then to me he seem'd to fly, And then new tears came in my eye, And I felt troubled — and would fain I had not left my recent chain ; And when I did descend again, The darkness of my dim abode Fell on me as a heavy load...
الصفحة 38 - Stop ! — For thy tread is on an Empire's dust ! An Earthquake's spoil is sepulchred below ! Is the spot mark'd with no colossal bust ? Nor column trophied for triumphal show ? None ; but the moral's truth tells simpler so, As the ground was before, thus let it be;— How that red rain hath made the harvest grow ! And is this all the world has gain'd by thee, Thou first and last of fields ! king-making Victory ? XVIII.