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... Thought ! For infinite as boundless space The thought that Conscience must embrace , Which in itself can comprehend Woe without name , or hope , or end . The hour is past , the Giaour is gone ; And did he fly or fall alone ? 19 Woe to ...
... Thought ! For infinite as boundless space The thought that Conscience must embrace , Which in itself can comprehend Woe without name , or hope , or end . The hour is past , the Giaour is gone ; And did he fly or fall alone ? 19 Woe to ...
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... thought of Leila slain , Give me the pleasure with the pain , So would I live and love again . I grieve , but not , my holy guide ! For him who dies , but her who died : She sleeps beneath the wandering wave- Ah ! had she but an earthly ...
... thought of Leila slain , Give me the pleasure with the pain , So would I live and love again . I grieve , but not , my holy guide ! For him who dies , but her who died : She sleeps beneath the wandering wave- Ah ! had she but an earthly ...
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... thought ; A Ray of him who form'd the whole ; A Glory circling round the soul ! I grant my love imperfect , all That mortals by the name miscall ; Then deem it evil , what thou wilt ; But say , oh say , hers was not guilt ! She was my ...
... thought ; A Ray of him who form'd the whole ; A Glory circling round the soul ! I grant my love imperfect , all That mortals by the name miscall ; Then deem it evil , what thou wilt ; But say , oh say , hers was not guilt ! She was my ...
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... thought was only thine ! My good , my guilt , my weal , my woe , My hope on high - my all below . Earth holds no other like to thee , Or , if it doth , in vain for me : For worlds I dare not view the dame Resembling thee , yet not the ...
... thought was only thine ! My good , my guilt , my weal , my woe , My hope on high - my all below . Earth holds no other like to thee , Or , if it doth , in vain for me : For worlds I dare not view the dame Resembling thee , yet not the ...
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... thought to distant friendship's claim , Yet dear to him my blighted name . ' T is strange - he prophesied my doom , And I have smiled - I then could smile- When Prudence would his voice assume , And warn - I reck'd not what - the while ...
... thought to distant friendship's claim , Yet dear to him my blighted name . ' T is strange - he prophesied my doom , And I have smiled - I then could smile- When Prudence would his voice assume , And warn - I reck'd not what - the while ...
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arms band bear beauty beneath blood bound breast breath brow cheek chief Christian close cold dare dark dead death deeds deep dread dream earth face fair fall fate fear feel fell felt fire foes gave gazed glance grave half hand hate hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour knew land Lara late leave less light lips living lonely look Lord Byron meet mind nature ne'er never night o'er once pain pass past rest rock rose round scarce seem'd seems seen shore side silent slave smile sought soul sound spirit step stood tale tears tell thee thine thing thou thought till vain voice wall waters wave wild wind wound young youth
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Página 263 - 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.
Página 10 - Bequeathed by bleeding Sire to Son, Though baffled oft is ever won. Bear witness, Greece, thy living page, Attest it many a deathless age ! While kings, in dusty darkness hid, Have left a nameless pyramid, Thy heroes, though the general doom Hath swept the column from their tomb, A mightier monument command, The mountains of their native land ! There points thy Muse to stranger's eye The graves of those that cannot die...
Página 9 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd...
Página 9 - These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own ; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires ; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear...
Página 103 - O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home!
Página 267 - PRISONER OF CHILLON." MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears :+ My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare...
Página 9 - Such is the aspect of this shore ; 'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there.
Página 275 - Who loved me in a human shape ; And the whole earth would henceforth be A wider prison unto me : No child, no sire, no kin had I, No partner in my misery...
Página 9 - Clime of the unforgotten brave ! Whose land from plain to mountain-cave Was Freedom's home or Glory's grave ! Shrine of the mighty ! can it be, That this is all remains of thee...
Página 271 - Oh, God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...