The works of lord Byron, 3. kötet |
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12. oldal
... numbers , given to none , Had young Francesca's hand remain'd Still by the church's bonds unchain'd : And when the Adriatic bore Lanciotto to the Paynim shore , Her wonted smiles were seen to fail , And pensive wax'd the maid and pale ...
... numbers , given to none , Had young Francesca's hand remain'd Still by the church's bonds unchain'd : And when the Adriatic bore Lanciotto to the Paynim shore , Her wonted smiles were seen to fail , And pensive wax'd the maid and pale ...
19. oldal
... number'd , The chiefs whose dust around him slumber'd ; Their phalanx marshall'd on the plain , Whose bulwarks were not then in vain . They fell devoted , but undying ; The very gale their names seem'd sighing : The waters murmur'd of ...
... number'd , The chiefs whose dust around him slumber'd ; Their phalanx marshall'd on the plain , Whose bulwarks were not then in vain . They fell devoted , but undying ; The very gale their names seem'd sighing : The waters murmur'd of ...
37. oldal
... numbers balk their own retreat ; For narrow the way that led to the spot Where still the Christians yielded not ; And the foremost , if fearful , may vainly try Through the massy column to turn and fly : They perforce must do or die ...
... numbers balk their own retreat ; For narrow the way that led to the spot Where still the Christians yielded not ; And the foremost , if fearful , may vainly try Through the massy column to turn and fly : They perforce must do or die ...
79. oldal
... number'd . VIII . And with the morn he sought , and found , In many a tale from those around , The proof of all he fear'd to know , Their present guilt , his future wo ; The long - conniving damsels seek To save themselves , and would ...
... number'd . VIII . And with the morn he sought , and found , In many a tale from those around , The proof of all he fear'd to know , Their present guilt , his future wo ; The long - conniving damsels seek To save themselves , and would ...
126. oldal
... they use no better than a dog any Poor woman whom they purchase like a pad : They have a number , though they ne'er exhibit ' em , Four wives by law , and concubines " ad libitum . " LXXI . They lock them up , and veil and 126 ВЕРРО ,
... they use no better than a dog any Poor woman whom they purchase like a pad : They have a number , though they ne'er exhibit ' em , Four wives by law , and concubines " ad libitum . " LXXI . They lock them up , and veil and 126 ВЕРРО ,
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bard beauty Behold beneath Beppo blest blood Bonnivard breath brow call'd CAMOENS CAPEL LOFFT Cavalier Servente cheek CHILLON cold Corinth dare dark Darvell dead death Deloraine dread dull Dunciad dungeon earth Edinburgh Review Epic eyes fame fear feel fell felt follies Geneve genius GIFFORD glance hand hath head heard heart heaven Hetman hope hour Laura limbs living look look'd Lord lyre Lyrical Ballads Mazeppa Minotti Muse ne'er never night Note numbers o'er once pain Parisina pass'd perchance poem praise prince PRISONER OF CHILLON rhyme roll'd Satire scarce seem'd shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh sire sleep smile song sonnets sons soul sound SOUTHEY spirit steed stood strain tears thee thine thing thou thought thousand throng Turcoman turn'd twas Venice verse voice wall waves wild wish'd words youth
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49. oldal - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom— Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
23. oldal - Fashion'd by long forgotten hands ; Two or three columns, and many a stone, Marble and granite, with grass o'ergrown ! Out upon Time ! it will leave no more Of the things to come than the things before ! Out upon Time ! who for ever will leave But enough of the past for the future to grieve...
55. oldal - And I have felt the winter's spray Wash through the bars when winds were high And wanton in the happy sky; And then the very rock hath rock'd, And I have felt it shake unshock'd, Because I could have smiled to see The death that would have set me free.
53. oldal - Twas still some solace, in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each With some new hope or legend old, Or song heroically bold ; But even these at length grew cold.
64. 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...
51. oldal - 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...
61. oldal - For he would never thus have flown, And left me twice so doubly lone, — Lone — as the corse within its shroud, Lone — as a solitary cloud, A single cloud on a sunny day, While all the rest of heaven is clear, A frown upon the atmosphere, That hath no business to appear When skies are blue, and earth is gay.
62. oldal - Returning where my walk begun, Avoiding only, as I trod, My brothers' graves without a sod; For if I thought with heedless tread My step profaned their lowly bed, My breath came gaspingly and thick, And my crush'd heart fell blind and sick.
75. oldal - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly dark, and darkly pure, Which follows the decline of day, As twilight melts beneath the moon away.(l) n.
58. oldal - Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray ; An eye of most transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur, not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own to raise.