The works of lord Byron, 1. kötet |
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10. oldal
... heard it first had cause to grieve . * * * Far , dark , along the blue sea glancing , The shadows of the rocks advancing , Start on the fisher's eye like boat Of island - pirate or Mainote ; And fearful for his light caique , He shuns ...
... heard it first had cause to grieve . * * * Far , dark , along the blue sea glancing , The shadows of the rocks advancing , Start on the fisher's eye like boat Of island - pirate or Mainote ; And fearful for his light caique , He shuns ...
6. oldal
... heard on high , Blooms blushing to her lover's tale : His queen , the garden queen , his Rose , Unbent by winds , unchill'd by snows , Far from the winters of the west , By every breeze and season blest , Returns the sweets by nature ...
... heard on high , Blooms blushing to her lover's tale : His queen , the garden queen , his Rose , Unbent by winds , unchill'd by snows , Far from the winters of the west , By every breeze and season blest , Returns the sweets by nature ...
10. oldal
... heard it first had cause to grieve . * * * * * * Far , dark , along the blue sea glancing , The shadows of the rocks advancing , Start on the fisher's eye like boat Of island - pirate or Mainote ; And fearful for his light caique , He ...
... heard it first had cause to grieve . * * * * * * Far , dark , along the blue sea glancing , The shadows of the rocks advancing , Start on the fisher's eye like boat Of island - pirate or Mainote ; And fearful for his light caique , He ...
15. oldal
... heard to rage , regret , rejoice . The last sad note that swell'd the gale Was woman's wildest funeral wail : That quench'd in silence , all is still , But the lattice that flaps when the wind is shrill : Though raves the gust , and ...
... heard to rage , regret , rejoice . The last sad note that swell'd the gale Was woman's wildest funeral wail : That quench'd in silence , all is still , But the lattice that flaps when the wind is shrill : Though raves the gust , and ...
35. oldal
... heard " Of his one holy vow nor word . " Lo ! -mark ye , as the harmony “ Peals louder praises to the sky , " That livid cheek , that stony air " Of mix'd defiance and despair ! " Saint Francis , keep him from the shrine ! " Else may we ...
... heard " Of his one holy vow nor word . " Lo ! -mark ye , as the harmony “ Peals louder praises to the sky , " That livid cheek , that stony air " Of mix'd defiance and despair ! " Saint Francis , keep him from the shrine ! " Else may we ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
accents Amaun apostolic palace arms band beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath brow call'd calpac Cavalier Servente cheek Conrad dare dark dead death deed deep despair doom dread dream earth faithless fate fear feel fell fix'd foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven Hellespont hope horsetails hour Houris knew Lara Lara's light limbs lips lonely look look'd Mazeppa Moslem Mussulman ne'er never night Note nought numbers o'er once Pacha pale Parisina pass'd perchance pride rest rose round scarce seem'd Selim she-the shore sigh silent sire slave smile sooth soul sound stamp'd steed stern stood strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought Timariot turban Turkish turn'd Twas Venice voice wall wave Whate'er wild wind words wound youth Zuleika
Népszerű szakaszok
321. oldal - But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing Of gentle breath and hue.
318. oldal - A light broke in upon my brain, — It was the carol of a bird; It ceased, and then it came again, The sweetest song ear ever heard, And mine was thankful till my eyes Ran over with the glad surprise, And they that moment could not see I was the mate of misery.
321. oldal - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count, I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote...
307. oldal - ETERNAL spirit of the chainless mind ! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty, thou art ! For there thy habitation is the heart, — The heart which love of thee alone can bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consigned, — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
309. oldal - 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...
315. oldal - Most cherish'd since his natal hour, His mother's image in fair face. The infant love of all his race.
93. oldal - 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 ! O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows.
315. oldal - Oh, God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...