The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His WorksT. Davison, 1824 - 212 Seiten |
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... tenderer streak : Where was the play of her soft lips fled ? Gone was the smile that enliven'd their red . The ocean's calm within their view , Beside her eye had less of blue ; But like that cold wave it stood still , And 2 BYRON .
... tenderer streak : Where was the play of her soft lips fled ? Gone was the smile that enliven'd their red . The ocean's calm within their view , Beside her eye had less of blue ; But like that cold wave it stood still , And 2 BYRON .
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... less young : sleep on , and smile ! Thine are the hours and days when both are cheering And innocent ! thou hast not pluck'd the fruit- Thou know'st not thou art naked ! Must the time Come thou shalt be amerced for sins unknown , Which ...
... less young : sleep on , and smile ! Thine are the hours and days when both are cheering And innocent ! thou hast not pluck'd the fruit- Thou know'st not thou art naked ! Must the time Come thou shalt be amerced for sins unknown , Which ...
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... less majestic , less beloved head ? In the sad midnight , while thy heart still bled , The mother of a moment o'er thy boy , Death hush'd that pang for ever : with thee fled The present happiness and promised joy Which fill'd the ...
... less majestic , less beloved head ? In the sad midnight , while thy heart still bled , The mother of a moment o'er thy boy , Death hush'd that pang for ever : with thee fled The present happiness and promised joy Which fill'd the ...
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... less virtuous daughters , grown A wider proverb for worse prostitution ; — When all the ills of conquer'd states shall cling thee : Vice without splendour ; sin without relief Even from the gloss of love to smooth it o'er , But in its ...
... less virtuous daughters , grown A wider proverb for worse prostitution ; — When all the ills of conquer'd states shall cling thee : Vice without splendour ; sin without relief Even from the gloss of love to smooth it o'er , But in its ...
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... less Their speed abated or their strength grew dull , She sunk down on her seat by slow degrees , And bowed her throbbing head o'er trembling knees . Her face declined and was unseen ; her hair Fell in long tresses like the weeping ...
... less Their speed abated or their strength grew dull , She sunk down on her seat by slow degrees , And bowed her throbbing head o'er trembling knees . Her face declined and was unseen ; her hair Fell in long tresses like the weeping ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
arms art thou aught Ave Maria beam beauty behold beneath blest blood blue bosom breast breath brow capital punishments Carthage charm cheek Clarens clouds dark dead death deep dread dream e'er eagle passes earth Egeria eternal face fair fear feel flowers gaze gentle GIAOUR glance glow gondolier grave grief hand hath heart heaven hope hour human clay JUNGFRAU Kaled knew light lips living lone look look'd mortal mountains Myrrha ne'er never night o'er once pale passion pause pride rill Rome rose round Samian wine scarce seem'd Seraph shine shone shore sigh sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stamp'd stars stood sweet tears tender thee thine things thou art thought trembling twas twill waters wave weep wert Whate'er wild wind wing wither'd youth Zuleika
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 66 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ! Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one...
Seite 52 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Seite 66 - Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise — we come, we come!
Seite 148 - 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!
Seite 146 - 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.
Seite 66 - On Suli's rock and Parga's shore Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore ; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heraclcidan blood might own.
Seite 117 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
Seite 63 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Seite 150 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom...
Seite 164 - 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...