The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Suppressed Poems, and Others Never Before Published ...Baudry, 1832 |
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Pagina 5
... blood , he traced his source Through the most Gothic gentlemen of Spain . A better cavalier ne'er mounted horse , Or , being mounted , e'er got down again , Than Jose , who begot our hero , who Begot - but that ' s to come - Well , to ...
... blood , he traced his source Through the most Gothic gentlemen of Spain . A better cavalier ne'er mounted horse , Or , being mounted , e'er got down again , Than Jose , who begot our hero , who Begot - but that ' s to come - Well , to ...
Pagina 14
... blood less noble than such blood should be ; At such alliances his sires would frown , In that point so precise in each degree That they bred in and in , as might be shown , Marrying their cousins - nay , their aunts and nieces , Which ...
... blood less noble than such blood should be ; At such alliances his sires would frown , In that point so precise in each degree That they bred in and in , as might be shown , Marrying their cousins - nay , their aunts and nieces , Which ...
Pagina 15
... blood , but much improved its flesh ; For , from a root , the ugliest in Old Spain , Sprung up a branch as beautiful as fresh ; The sons no more were short , the daughters plain ; But there's a rumour which I fain would hush- ' T is ...
... blood , but much improved its flesh ; For , from a root , the ugliest in Old Spain , Sprung up a branch as beautiful as fresh ; The sons no more were short , the daughters plain ; But there's a rumour which I fain would hush- ' T is ...
Pagina 28
... blood or ink ; ' t is sweet to put an end To srife ; ' t is sometimes sweet to have our quarrels , Paticularly with a tiresome friend ; Swee is old wine in bottles , ale in barrels ; Der is the helpless creature we defend Agains the ...
... blood or ink ; ' t is sweet to put an end To srife ; ' t is sometimes sweet to have our quarrels , Paticularly with a tiresome friend ; Swee is old wine in bottles , ale in barrels ; Der is the helpless creature we defend Agains the ...
Pagina 37
... blood grew dull in motion , And that the medicine answer'd very well : Perhaps ' t was in a different way applied , For David lived , but Juan nearly died . CLXIX . What ' s to be done ? Alfonso will be back The moment he has sent his ...
... blood grew dull in motion , And that the medicine answer'd very well : Perhaps ' t was in a different way applied , For David lived , but Juan nearly died . CLXIX . What ' s to be done ? Alfonso will be back The moment he has sent his ...
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Adeline Baba beautiful better blood Bowles call'd CANTO Catholic CIII Cossacks Darvell death devil Don Juan doubt e'er earth eyes face fair fame feelings gazed glory grace Greece grew Gulbeyaz Haidee hath head heart heaven hero houris human human clay Juan's Julia king knew lady late least leave less look look'd Lord LORD BYRON LXXII LXXXVI marriage mind moral Muse ne'er never night Note nought o'er once pass'd passion perhaps poet poetical poetry Pope pretty renegado rhyme Saint Saint Peter Samian wine scarce seem'd seen shore show'd sigh slight smile soul Spain spirit Stanza stood strange sublime Suwarrow sweet tears tell There's things thou thought true truth turn'd unto Voltaire Wat Tyler waves whate'er wind wish words XXXIII young youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 110 - 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 111 - 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 111 - 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! What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no;— the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one, arise,— we come, we come!
Pagina 349 - Within a niche, nigh to its pinnacle, Twelve saints had once stood sanctified in stone; But these had fallen, not when the friars fell, But in the war which struck Charles from his throne...
Pagina 93 - Oh, Love ! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved ? Ah, why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh ? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to die : Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish.
Pagina 293 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping ' ' In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts ; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe, through their sea-coal canopy ; A huge dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head — and there is London town ! LXXXIII.
Pagina 503 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust, disused, and shine no more, My Mary!
Pagina 113 - Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses Instead of speech, may form a lasting link Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces Frail man, when paper — even a rag like this, Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his!
Pagina 67 - Brighten'd, and for a moment seem'd to roam, He squeezed from out a rag some drops of rain Into his dying child's mouth- but in vain. The boy expired- the father held the clay, And...
Pagina 86 - A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love, And beauty, all concentrating like rays Into one focus, kindled from above; Such kisses as belong to early days, Where heart, and soul, and sense, in concert move...