Childe Harold's PilgrimageSamuel E. Cassino, 1893 - 165 sider |
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Side 25
... immortal , envying it the light To which it mounts , as if to break the link That keeps us from yon heaven which woos us to its brink . XV . But in Man's dwellings he became a thing Restless and worn , and stern and wearisome , Droop'd ...
... immortal , envying it the light To which it mounts , as if to break the link That keeps us from yon heaven which woos us to its brink . XV . But in Man's dwellings he became a thing Restless and worn , and stern and wearisome , Droop'd ...
Side 52
... immortality look forth In the sun's face , like yonder Alpine snow , Imperishably pure beyond all things below . 1 Julia Alpinula , a young Aventian priestess , died soon after a vain endeavor to save her father , condemned to death as ...
... immortality look forth In the sun's face , like yonder Alpine snow , Imperishably pure beyond all things below . 1 Julia Alpinula , a young Aventian priestess , died soon after a vain endeavor to save her father , condemned to death as ...
Side 70
... immortal lights , in its eternity ! CIV . ' T was not for fiction chose Rousseau this spot , Peopling it with affections ; but he found It was the scene which passion must allot To the mind's purified beings ! ' twas the ground Where ...
... immortal lights , in its eternity ! CIV . ' T was not for fiction chose Rousseau this spot , Peopling it with affections ; but he found It was the scene which passion must allot To the mind's purified beings ! ' twas the ground Where ...
Side 80
... immortal , they create And multiply in us a brighter ray And more beloved existence : that which Fate Prohibits to dull life , in this our state Of mortal bondage , by these spirits supplied , First exiles , then replaces what we hate ...
... immortal , they create And multiply in us a brighter ray And more beloved existence : that which Fate Prohibits to dull life , in this our state Of mortal bondage , by these spirits supplied , First exiles , then replaces what we hate ...
Side 84
... Immortal waves that saw Lepanto's fight ! For ye are names no time nor tyranny can blight . XV there . Statues of glass - - all shiver'd - the long file Of her dead Doges are declined to dust ; But where they dwelt , the vast and ...
... Immortal waves that saw Lepanto's fight ! For ye are names no time nor tyranny can blight . XV there . Statues of glass - - all shiver'd - the long file Of her dead Doges are declined to dust ; But where they dwelt , the vast and ...
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Alps Arqua art thou ashes Avenches Aventicum Bard beauty beheld beneath blood bosom bow'd breast breath bright brow Cæsar charm Childe Childe Harold CIII Clarens clay clouds dark darter dead decay deem deem'd deep desolate didst divine dome dost doth dust dwell dwelt earth Egeria eternal eyes fair fall fame feel flame foam foes gaze gentle glory glow Goth grave grief Harold hate hath heart heaven HENRY W hills hope hues hyæna immortal Italy light lone LORD TENNYSON mighty mind mortal mother mountains Nature's night o'er ocean passion Perchance Petrarch Phlegethon poison'd pride proud Rhine roar rock Roman Rome round ruin scatter'd scene shine shore sigh sink smile soul spirit stands star stern stream sweet tears tempest thee thine things thought throne tomb tree twas tyrants unto Venice voice walls waters waves wild wind woes youth
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Side 78 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Side 145 - While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand ; When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall ; And when Rome falls — the World.
Side 78 - She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean, Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers...
Side 32 - The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent...
Side 31 - Cameron's gathering' rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears!
Side 19 - Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child ! Ada ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled, And then we parted, — not as now we part, * But with a hope.
Side 115 - Alas ! the lofty city ! and alas ! The trebly hundred triumphs ! and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas, for Tully's voice, and Virgil's lay, And Livy's pictured page ! — but these shall be Her resurrection • all beside — decay. Alas, for Earth, for never shall we see That brightness in her eye she bore when Rome was free...
Side 62 - All heaven and earth are still — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most ; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep :— All heaven and earth are still : from the high host Of stars, to the lull'd lake and mountain-coast, All is concentred in a life intense, Where not a beam, nor air, nor leaf is lost, But hath a part of being, and a sense Of that which is of all Creator and defence.
Side 82 - Meantime I seek no sympathies, nor need ; The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree I planted, — they have torn me — and I bleed : I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.
Side 75 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me, But let us part fair foes; I do believe, Though I have found them not, that there may be Words which are things, hopes which will not deceive, And virtues which are merciful, nor weave Snares for the failing; I would also deem O'er others...