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... Night , " in the beginning of the first canto , was suggested by " Lord Maxwell's Good Night , " in the Border Minstrelsy , edited by Mr. Scott . With the different poems which have been pub- lished on Spanish subjects , there may be ...
... Night , " in the beginning of the first canto , was suggested by " Lord Maxwell's Good Night , " in the Border Minstrelsy , edited by Mr. Scott . With the different poems which have been pub- lished on Spanish subjects , there may be ...
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... Night . " 4 “ ADIEU , adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The Night - winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild sea - mew . Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and ...
... Night . " 4 “ ADIEU , adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The Night - winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild sea - mew . Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and ...
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... night lost in a thunder - storm , and since , nearly wrecked . In both cases he was sorely bewildered ; from apprehensions of famine and banditti in the first , and drowning in the second instance . His eyes were a little hurt by the ...
... night lost in a thunder - storm , and since , nearly wrecked . In both cases he was sorely bewildered ; from apprehensions of famine and banditti in the first , and drowning in the second instance . His eyes were a little hurt by the ...
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... Cythera , full of the finest women in Spain ; the Cadiz belles being the Lan- cashire witches of their land . " Lord B. to his Mother , 1809. ] LXVII . From morn till night , from night till CANTO I. 11 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
... Cythera , full of the finest women in Spain ; the Cadiz belles being the Lan- cashire witches of their land . " Lord B. to his Mother , 1809. ] LXVII . From morn till night , from night till CANTO I. 11 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
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... night , from night till startled Morn Peeps blushing on the revel's laughing crew , The song is heard , the rosy garland worn ; Devices quaint , and frolics ever new , Tread on each other's kibes . A long adieu He bids to sober joy that ...
... night , from night till startled Morn Peeps blushing on the revel's laughing crew , The song is heard , the rosy garland worn ; Devices quaint , and frolics ever new , Tread on each other's kibes . A long adieu He bids to sober joy that ...
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The Works of Lord Byron, with Notes by T. Moore [And Others] Lord George Gordon Byron, Lord Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2015 |
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Side 61 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime, Dark-heaving, boundless, endless and sublime — The image of eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Side 60 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown.
Side 61 - Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar. Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they ? Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Side 30 - And there was mounting in hot haste— the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war — And the deep thunder peal on peal afar ; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the Morning Star ; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — 'The foe! They come! they come!' XXVI And wild and high the 'Cameron's Gathering
Side 60 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet can not all conceal.
Side 60 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, — The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war, — These are thy toys, and as the snowy flake. They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Side 30 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Side 45 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night; Sunset divides the sky with her; a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be, — Melted to one vast Iris of the West, — Where the Day joins the past Eternity, While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest!
Side 30 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street : On with the dance ! let joy be unconfined ; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet...
Side 60 - His steps are not upon thy paths, thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth: — there let him lay.