The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His WorksT. Davison, 1824 - 212 Seiten |
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... Ne'er wept beneath the skies . Thou walk'st thy many worlds , thou see'st The face of him who made thee great , As he hath made me of the least Of those cast out from Eden's gate . Yet , Seraph dear ! Oh hear ! For thou hast loved me ...
... Ne'er wept beneath the skies . Thou walk'st thy many worlds , thou see'st The face of him who made thee great , As he hath made me of the least Of those cast out from Eden's gate . Yet , Seraph dear ! Oh hear ! For thou hast loved me ...
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... ne'er shall loose their hold : Friends meet to part ; Love laughs at faith ; True foes , once met , are join'd till death ! AN ASSAULT ON A CITY BY NIGHT . The night was dark , and the thick mist allowed Nought to be seen save the ...
... ne'er shall loose their hold : Friends meet to part ; Love laughs at faith ; True foes , once met , are join'd till death ! AN ASSAULT ON A CITY BY NIGHT . The night was dark , and the thick mist allowed Nought to be seen save the ...
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... Ne'er droop the wing o'er those that die , And lovelier things have mercy shown To every failing but their own , And every woe a tear can claim • Except an erring sister's shame , BLUES AND AMATEUR AUTHORS . They cannot read , and so ...
... Ne'er droop the wing o'er those that die , And lovelier things have mercy shown To every failing but their own , And every woe a tear can claim • Except an erring sister's shame , BLUES AND AMATEUR AUTHORS . They cannot read , and so ...
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... ne'er shall sleep again . My soul nor deigns nor dares complain , Though grief and passion there rebel : I only know we loved in vain I only feel - Farewell ! -Farewell ! BEAUTIFUL FEMALES SLEEPING . There was deep silence in the ...
... ne'er shall sleep again . My soul nor deigns nor dares complain , Though grief and passion there rebel : I only know we loved in vain I only feel - Farewell ! -Farewell ! BEAUTIFUL FEMALES SLEEPING . There was deep silence in the ...
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... er to smile again . Well were it so such ghastly mirth From joyaunce ne'er derived its birth . But sadder still it were to trace What once were feelings in that face : Time hath not yet the features fix'd , But brighter traits with evil ...
... er to smile again . Well were it so such ghastly mirth From joyaunce ne'er derived its birth . But sadder still it were to trace What once were feelings in that face : Time hath not yet the features fix'd , But brighter traits with evil ...
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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...