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CXXII . We ' ll talk of that anon — ' Tis sweet to hear At midnight on the blue and
moonlit deep The song and oar of Adria ' s gondolier , By distance mellow ' d , o '
er the waters sweep : ' Tis sweet to see the evening star appear ; ' Tis sweet ...
CXXII . We ' ll talk of that anon — ' Tis sweet to hear At midnight on the blue and
moonlit deep The song and oar of Adria ' s gondolier , By distance mellow ' d , o '
er the waters sweep : ' Tis sweet to see the evening star appear ; ' Tis sweet ...
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Sweet is the vintage , when the showering grapes In Bacchanal profusion reel to
earth Purple and gushing : sweet are our escapes From civic revelry to rural mirth
; Sweet to the miser are his glittering heaps , Sweet to the father is his first ...
Sweet is the vintage , when the showering grapes In Bacchanal profusion reel to
earth Purple and gushing : sweet are our escapes From civic revelry to rural mirth
; Sweet to the miser are his glittering heaps , Sweet to the father is his first ...
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And Juan wept , and much he sigh ' d and thought , While his salt tears dropp ' d
into the salt sea , “ Sweets to the sweet ; " ( I like so much to quote ; You must
excuse this extract , ' tis where she , The Queen of Denmark , for Ophelia brought
...
And Juan wept , and much he sigh ' d and thought , While his salt tears dropp ' d
into the salt sea , “ Sweets to the sweet ; " ( I like so much to quote ; You must
excuse this extract , ' tis where she , The Queen of Denmark , for Ophelia brought
...
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... pain Had further sleep a further pleasure made ; For woman ' s face was neyer
form ' d in vain For Juan , so that even when he pray ' d He turn ' d from grizly
saints , and martyrs hairy , s To the sweet portraits of the Virgin Mary , na a l CL .
... pain Had further sleep a further pleasure made ; For woman ' s face was neyer
form ' d in vain For Juan , so that even when he pray ' d He turn ' d from grizly
saints , and martyrs hairy , s To the sweet portraits of the Virgin Mary , na a l CL .
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... But almost sanctify the sweet excess By the immortal wish and power to bless .
. XXVII . Mix ' d in each other ' s arms and heart in heart , Why did they not then
die ? - they had lived too long , Should an hour come to bid them breathe apart ...
... But almost sanctify the sweet excess By the immortal wish and power to bless .
. XXVII . Mix ' d in each other ' s arms and heart in heart , Why did they not then
die ? - they had lived too long , Should an hour come to bid them breathe apart ...
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Seite 139 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung!
Seite 51 - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence; man may range The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart, Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange: Men have all these resources, we but one, To love again, and be again undone.
Seite 141 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! 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 Heracleidan blood might own.
Seite 142 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
Seite 152 - And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep ; and if I weep, 'Tis that our nature cannot always bring Itself to apathy, for we must steep Our...
Seite 146 - Some kinder casuists are pleased to say, In nameless print — that I have no devotion ; But set those persons down with me to pray, And you shall see who has the properest notion Of getting into heaven the shortest way; My altars are the mountains and the ocean, Earth, air, stars — all that springs from the great whole Who hath produced, and will receive the soul.
Seite 139 - 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!
Seite 3 - I want a hero: an uncommon want, When every year and month sends forth a new one. Till, after cloying the gazettes with cant, The age discovers he is not the true one...
Seite 146 - tis the hour of prayer ! Ave Maria ! 'tis the hour of love ! Ave Maria ! may our spirits dare Look up to thine and to thy Son's above ! Ave Maria ! oh that face so fair ! Those downcast eyes beneath the Almighty dove — What though 'tis but a pictured image strike, That painting is no idol, — 'tis too like.
Seite 107 - They look'd up to the sky, whose floating glow Spread like a rosy ocean, vast and bright; They gazed upon the glittering sea below, Whence the broad moon rose circling into sight; They heard the waves...
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | Don Juan. Cantos i. to v. [by lord Byron]. |
| Autor/in | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Verlag | Griffin, 1823 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 25. Sept. 2006 |
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