The Poetical Works of Lord Byron, Volume 7,Deel 1J. Murray, 1873 |
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Pagina 28
... grew rich , and with his riches grew so Keen the desire to see his home again , He thought himself in duty bound to do so , And not be always thieving on the main ; Lonely he felt , at times , as Robin Crusoe , And so he hired a vessel ...
... grew rich , and with his riches grew so Keen the desire to see his home again , He thought himself in duty bound to do so , And not be always thieving on the main ; Lonely he felt , at times , as Robin Crusoe , And so he hired a vessel ...
Pagina 48
... grew in fame and authority , he aggravated all his offences - clung more fondly to all he had been reproached with - and only took leave of ' Childe Harold ' to ally himself to ' Don Juan ! ' That he has since been talked of , in public ...
... grew in fame and authority , he aggravated all his offences - clung more fondly to all he had been reproached with - and only took leave of ' Childe Harold ' to ally himself to ' Don Juan ! ' That he has since been talked of , in public ...
Pagina 81
... grew apace , And seem'd , at least , in the right road to heaven , For half his days were pass'd at church , the other Between his tutors , confessor , and mother , L. At six , I said , he was a charming child , At twelve he was a fine ...
... grew apace , And seem'd , at least , in the right road to heaven , For half his days were pass'd at church , the other Between his tutors , confessor , and mother , L. At six , I said , he was a charming child , At twelve he was a fine ...
Pagina 86
... grew distant , the youth shy , Their looks cast down , their greetings almost dumb , And much embarrassment in either eye ; There surely will be little doubt with some That Donna Julia knew the reason why , But as for Juan , he had no ...
... grew distant , the youth shy , Their looks cast down , their greetings almost dumb , And much embarrassment in either eye ; There surely will be little doubt with some That Donna Julia knew the reason why , But as for Juan , he had no ...
Pagina 91
... grew ; There poets find materials for their books , And every now and then we read them through , So that their plan and prosody are eligible , Unless , like Wordsworth , they prove unintelligible . XCI . He , Juan , ( and not ...
... grew ; There poets find materials for their books , And every now and then we read them through , So that their plan and prosody are eligible , Unless , like Wordsworth , they prove unintelligible . XCI . He , Juan , ( and not ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 241 - Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
Pagina 247 - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way, As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay.
Pagina 158 - And down she sucked with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die.
Pagina 238 - 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 ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Pagina 246 - 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...
Pagina 70 - in medias res," (Horace makes this the heroic turnpike road), And then your hero tells, whene'er you please, What went before — by way of episode, While seated after dinner at his ease, Beside his mistress, in some soft abode, Palace, or garden, paradise, or cavern, Which serves the happy couple for a tavern.
Pagina 239 - The mountains look on Marathon, And Marathon looks on the sea. And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free, For standing on the Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave.
Pagina 246 - The shrill cicalas, people of the pine, Making their summer lives one ceaseless song. Were the sole echoes, save my steed's and mine, And vesper bell's that rose the boughs along...
Pagina 100 - 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-born's birth, Sweet is revenge — especially to women, Pillage to soldiers, prize-money to seamen. Sweet is a legacy, and passing sweet The unexpected death of some old lady Or gentleman of seventy years complete, Who've made 'us youth...
Pagina 99 - 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 to listen as the night-winds creep From leaf to leaf; 'tis sweet to view on high The rainbow, based on ocean, span the sky.