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Side lviii
A stranger loves a lady of the land Born far beyond the inountains , but his blood
Is all meridian , as if never fann ' d , By the black wind that chills the polar flood .
My blood is all meridian ; were it not , I had not left my clime ; I shall not be , In ...
A stranger loves a lady of the land Born far beyond the inountains , but his blood
Is all meridian , as if never fann ' d , By the black wind that chills the polar flood .
My blood is all meridian ; were it not , I had not left my clime ; I shall not be , In ...
Side lxviii
The latter replied that it might be of service , but added that it could be deferred till
the next day ;and accordingly my master was bled in the right arm , on the
evening of the 16th , and a pound of blood was taken . I observed at the time ,
that it ...
The latter replied that it might be of service , but added that it could be deferred till
the next day ;and accordingly my master was bled in the right arm , on the
evening of the 16th , and a pound of blood was taken . I observed at the time ,
that it ...
Side lxix
His lordship continued to get worse : but Dr Bruno said , he thought letting blood
again would save his life ; and I lost no time in telling my master how necessary it
was to comply with the doctor ' s wishes . To this he replied by saying , he ...
His lordship continued to get worse : but Dr Bruno said , he thought letting blood
again would save his life ; and I lost no time in telling my master how necessary it
was to comply with the doctor ' s wishes . To this he replied by saying , he ...
Side lxxv
The sword , the banner , and the field , Glory and Greece , around me see ! The
Spartan borne upon his shield , Was not more free . Awake ! ( not Greece - she is
awake ! ) Awake my spirit ! Think through whom Thy life - blood tracks its parent ...
The sword , the banner , and the field , Glory and Greece , around me see ! The
Spartan borne upon his shield , Was not more free . Awake ! ( not Greece - she is
awake ! ) Awake my spirit ! Think through whom Thy life - blood tracks its parent ...
Side lxxxiii
The personification of « Red Battle , » in this canto , is highly wrought : « Lo !
where the giant on the mountain stands , His blood - red tresses deep ' ning in
the sun , With death - shot glowing in his fiery hands , And eye that scorcheth all it
...
The personification of « Red Battle , » in this canto , is highly wrought : « Lo !
where the giant on the mountain stands , His blood - red tresses deep ' ning in
the sun , With death - shot glowing in his fiery hands , And eye that scorcheth all it
...
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Side 183 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Side 166 - He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow; He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down on the hate of those below. Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked head, And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.
Side 183 - 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!
Side 185 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! Our virgins dance beneath the shade — I see their glorious black eyes shine; But gazing on each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
Side 272 - 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' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow, Such as Creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now ! CLXXXIII.
Side 170 - The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strew'da scene, •which I should see With double joy wert thou with me.
Side 237 - The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers : dost thou flow, Old Tiber ! through a marble wilderness ? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress ! LXXX.
Side 185 - 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.
Side 158 - 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.— But hark!
Side 191 - Ave Maria ! blessed be the hour ! The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have felt that moment in its fullest power Sink o'er the earth so beautiful and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower. Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer.
Bibliografisk informasjon
| Tittel | The complete works of lord Byron with a biogr. and critical notice by J. W. Lake, Volumer 1-2 The complete works of lord Byron with a biogr. and critical notice by J. W. Lake, George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Forfatter | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| distribuert | 1825 |
| Original fra | Oxford University |
| Digitalisert | 21. jun 2007 |
| Eksporter sitat | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |