The poetical works of lord Byron. Repr. with life, notes &c. 'Albion' edF. Warne, 1881 |
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... meet them , pressed heavily on him during the first year of his marriage . He was even driven to the necessity of parting with his books to meet these demands . The fact coming to Mr. Murray's notice , the generous publisher instantly ...
... meet them , pressed heavily on him during the first year of his marriage . He was even driven to the necessity of parting with his books to meet these demands . The fact coming to Mr. Murray's notice , the generous publisher instantly ...
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... meet , and pass each other by , With faint regard , or cold and distant eye . For me , in future , neither friend nor foe , A stranger to thyself , thy weal or woe , With thee no more again I hope to trace The recollection of our early ...
... meet , and pass each other by , With faint regard , or cold and distant eye . For me , in future , neither friend nor foe , A stranger to thyself , thy weal or woe , With thee no more again I hope to trace The recollection of our early ...
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... meet my fond expiring gaze . TO LESBIA . LESBIA ! since far from you I've ranged , Our souls with fond affection glow not ; You say ' tis I , not you , have changed , I'd tell you why - but yet I know not . Your polish'd brow no cares ...
... meet my fond expiring gaze . TO LESBIA . LESBIA ! since far from you I've ranged , Our souls with fond affection glow not ; You say ' tis I , not you , have changed , I'd tell you why - but yet I know not . Your polish'd brow no cares ...
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... meet , as oft we've done , Beneath the influence of the sun ; Or , if at midnight I must meet you , Within your mansion let me greet you : There we can love for hours together , Much better , in such snowy weather , Than placed in all ...
... meet , as oft we've done , Beneath the influence of the sun ; Or , if at midnight I must meet you , Within your mansion let me greet you : There we can love for hours together , Much better , in such snowy weather , Than placed in all ...
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... meet the sight , Seen o'er the glade , when not obscured by night : Then shall Eneas in his pride return , When hostile matrons raise their offspring's urn ; And Latian spoils and purpled heaps of dead Shall mark the havoc of our hero's ...
... meet the sight , Seen o'er the glade , when not obscured by night : Then shall Eneas in his pride return , When hostile matrons raise their offspring's urn ; And Latian spoils and purpled heaps of dead Shall mark the havoc of our hero's ...
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Página 116 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 159 - 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, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
Página 160 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free. And many a tyrant since : their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Página 159 - ... his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own...
Página 159 - 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...
Página 27 - Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face ; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. 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!
Página 135 - That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Página 155 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Página 160 - 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.
Página 160 - 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.