The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Suppressed Poems, and Others Never Before Published ...Baudry, 1832 |
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Pagina 4
... hour in spinning ) , Narrating somewhat of Don Juan's father , And also of his mother , if you ' d rather . VIII . In Seville was he born , a pleasant city , Famous for oranges and women - he Who has not seen it will be much to pity ...
... hour in spinning ) , Narrating somewhat of Don Juan's father , And also of his mother , if you ' d rather . VIII . In Seville was he born , a pleasant city , Famous for oranges and women - he Who has not seen it will be much to pity ...
Pagina 7
... hours ) , Don Jose , like a lineal son of Eve , Went plucking various fruit without her leave . XIX . He was a mortal of the careless kind , With no great love for learning , or the learn'd , Who chose to go where'er he had a mind , And ...
... hours ) , Don Jose , like a lineal son of Eve , Went plucking various fruit without her leave . XIX . He was a mortal of the careless kind , With no great love for learning , or the learn'd , Who chose to go where'er he had a mind , And ...
Pagina 19
... hour dispensed With any kind of troublesome control ; But whether Julia to the task was equal , Is that which must be mention'd in the sequel . LXXXIII . Her plan she deem'd both innocent and feasible 2 * DON JUAN . 19.
... hour dispensed With any kind of troublesome control ; But whether Julia to the task was equal , Is that which must be mention'd in the sequel . LXXXIII . Her plan she deem'd both innocent and feasible 2 * DON JUAN . 19.
Pagina 22
... hours , And , when he look'd upon his watch again , He found how much old Time had been a winner , He also found that he had lost his dinner . XCV . Sometimes he turn'd to gaze upon his book , Boscan , or Garcilasso ; -by the wind Even ...
... hours , And , when he look'd upon his watch again , He found how much old Time had been a winner , He also found that he had lost his dinner . XCV . Sometimes he turn'd to gaze upon his book , Boscan , or Garcilasso ; -by the wind Even ...
Pagina 24
... hour Of half - past six - perhaps still nearer seven , When Julia sate within as pretty a bower As e'er held houri in that heathenish heaven Described by Mahomet , and Anacreon Moore , To whom the lyre and laurels have been given , With ...
... hour Of half - past six - perhaps still nearer seven , When Julia sate within as pretty a bower As e'er held houri in that heathenish heaven Described by Mahomet , and Anacreon Moore , To whom the lyre and laurels have been given , With ...
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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...