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Pagina 9
... o'er me threw , down stairs , A pail of housemaid's water unawares . XXV . A little curly - headed good - for - nothing , ; And mischief - making monkey from his birth ; His parents ne'er agreed , except in doting Upon the most unquiet ...
... o'er me threw , down stairs , A pail of housemaid's water unawares . XXV . A little curly - headed good - for - nothing , ; And mischief - making monkey from his birth ; His parents ne'er agreed , except in doting Upon the most unquiet ...
Pagina 18
... o'er a brow Bright with intelligence , and fair , and smooth ; Her eyebrow's shape was like the ærial bow , Her cheek all purple with the beam of youth , Mounting , at times , to a transparent glow , As if her veins ran lightning ; she ...
... o'er a brow Bright with intelligence , and fair , and smooth ; Her eyebrow's shape was like the ærial bow , Her cheek all purple with the beam of youth , Mounting , at times , to a transparent glow , As if her veins ran lightning ; she ...
Pagina 23
... o'er which such love may be a ranger ; If people go beyond , ' tis quite a crime But not my fault - I tell them all in time . LXXXI . Love , then , hot love within its proper limits , Was Julia's innocent determination In young Don ...
... o'er which such love may be a ranger ; If people go beyond , ' tis quite a crime But not my fault - I tell them all in time . LXXXI . Love , then , hot love within its proper limits , Was Julia's innocent determination In young Don ...
Pagina 28
... o'er empires and o'er states , Leaving at last not much besides chronology , Excepting the post obits of theology . CIV . " Twas on the sixth of June , 28 . DON JUAN .
... o'er empires and o'er states , Leaving at last not much besides chronology , Excepting the post obits of theology . CIV . " Twas on the sixth of June , 28 . DON JUAN .
Pagina 31
... o'er the whole Breathes also to the heart , and o'er it throws A loving languor , which is not repose . CXV . And Julia sate with Juan , half embraced , And half retiring from the glowing arm , Which trembled like the bosom , where ...
... o'er the whole Breathes also to the heart , and o'er it throws A loving languor , which is not repose . CXV . And Julia sate with Juan , half embraced , And half retiring from the glowing arm , Which trembled like the bosom , where ...
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Don Juan. Cantos i. to v. [by lord Byron]. George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) Volledige weergave - 1824 |
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Antonia appear'd Baba beautiful blood boat Bosphorus breath Cadiz call'd CANTO charming chaste cheek CIII dead death deep devil Don Alfonso Don Juan Donna Inez doubt e'er earth eunuch eyes face fair fame father's feelings flash'd form'd gazed giaour gold grew Gulleyaz Haidee Haidee's half hand heart Heaven Hellespont hope hour human clay Juan's Julia kiss knew lady least leave lips look look'd Lord Byron lover maid mistress moon moral Muse ne'er never night Noah's ark o'er ocean pair Parnassian pass'd passion Pedrillo perhaps poets pray renegado rhymes round Samian wine Sappho scarce seem'd sherbet shore sigh sire slaves sleep smile song soul Spain stanza stood strange sweet tears tell There's things third sex thou thought true turn'd Twas twere waves whate'er wife wind wine words young youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 139 - 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!
Pagina 51 - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence; man may range The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart, Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange: Men have all these resources, we but one, To love again, and be again undone.
Pagina 141 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! On Suli's rock, and Parga's shore, Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heracleidan blood might own.
Pagina 142 - 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 152 - 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, for we must steep Our...
Pagina 146 - 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 139 - 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!
Pagina 3 - I want a hero: an uncommon want, When every year and month sends forth a new one. Till, after cloying the gazettes with cant, The age discovers he is not the true one...
Pagina 146 - 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 107 - They look'd up to the sky, whose floating glow Spread like a rosy ocean, vast and bright; They gazed upon the glittering sea below, Whence the broad moon rose circling into sight; They heard the waves...