Don Juan: Cantos III, IV, and V.Thomas Davison, 1821 - 218 pagina's |
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Pagina 20
... gold , and cure bad ails , Of rocks bewitch'd that open to the knockers , Of magic ladies who , by one sole act , Transform'd their lords to beasts , ( but that's a fact ) . XXXV . Here was no lack of innocent diversion For the ...
... gold , and cure bad ails , Of rocks bewitch'd that open to the knockers , Of magic ladies who , by one sole act , Transform'd their lords to beasts , ( but that's a fact ) . XXXV . Here was no lack of innocent diversion For the ...
Pagina 21
... gold from out an age of iron Is all that life allows the luckiest sinner ; Pleasure ( whene'er she sings , at least ) ' s a siren , That lures to flay alive the young beginner ; Lambro's reception at his people's banquet Was such as ...
... gold from out an age of iron Is all that life allows the luckiest sinner ; Pleasure ( whene'er she sings , at least ) ' s a siren , That lures to flay alive the young beginner ; Lambro's reception at his people's banquet Was such as ...
Pagina 30
... gold , The hardness by long habitude produced , The dangerous life in which he had grown old , The mercy he had granted oft abused , The sights he was accustom'd to behold , The wild seas , and wild men with whom he cruised , Had cost ...
... gold , The hardness by long habitude produced , The dangerous life in which he had grown old , The mercy he had granted oft abused , The sights he was accustom'd to behold , The wild seas , and wild men with whom he cruised , Had cost ...
Pagina 33
... spread with state Before them , and fair slaves on every side ; Gems , gold , and silver , form'd the service mostly , Mother of pearl and coral the less costly . D LXII . The dinner made about a hundred dishes ; CANTO III . 33 DON JUAN .
... spread with state Before them , and fair slaves on every side ; Gems , gold , and silver , form'd the service mostly , Mother of pearl and coral the less costly . D LXII . The dinner made about a hundred dishes ; CANTO III . 33 DON JUAN .
Pagina 34
... Gold cups of filigree made to secure The hand from burning underneath them placed , Cloves , cinnamon , and saffron too were boil'd Up with the coffee , which ( I think ) they spoil'd . LXIV . The hangings of the room were tapestry , 34 ...
... Gold cups of filigree made to secure The hand from burning underneath them placed , Cloves , cinnamon , and saffron too were boil'd Up with the coffee , which ( I think ) they spoil'd . LXIV . The hangings of the room were tapestry , 34 ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
aught Ave Maria Baba beauty blood Bosphorus breast bright brow CANTO chain'd cheek CIII Circassian clime dance dead death deep DON JUAN doubt e'er earth eunuch face fair fame father's feelings gazed giaour gild gold grave grew grow Gulleyaz gun barrel Haidée and Juan Haidée's hand head heard heart Heaven Hellespont hour human human clay isle Juan's kiss knew lady Lambro least link'd look'd looks lover LXXII maid marble mere christian muse ne'er never Note o'er once pair pale Parnassian passions pause Perhaps poet present Pyrrhic dance quoth renegado rhyme round Samian wine scarce seem'd seems sherbets shore show'd sigh sing sire slaves smile song sorrow stanza stood strange sung sweet tears There's things third sex thou thought tomb true turn'd twas twere waves Whate'er wish word young Φερεις
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Pagina 47 - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse: Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires
Pagina 218 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Pagina 62 - 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 49 - Tis but the living who are dumb. In vain — in vain: strike other chords; Fill high the cup with Samian wine! Leave battles to the Turkish hordes, And shed the blood of Scio's vine! Hark! rising to the ignoble call — How answers each bold Bacchanal I 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...
Pagina 52 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
Pagina 46 - 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 74 - ... strange design Against the creed and morals of the land, And trace it in this poem every line: I don't pretend that I quite understand My own meaning when I would be very fine; But the fact is that I have nothing plann'd, Unless it were to be a moment merry, A novel word in my vocabulary.
Pagina 73 - 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...
Pagina 60 - 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.
Pagina 61 - Sweet hour of twilight ! — in the solitude Of the pine forest, and the silent shore Which bounds Ravenna's immemorial wood...