The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, Volum 1R. W. Pomeroy, 1824 |
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Side 16
... mountain greets them on their way , And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay ; And soon on board the Lucian pilots leap , And steer ' twixt fertile shores where yet few rus- tics reap . XV . Oh ...
... mountain greets them on their way , And Tagus dashing onward to the deep , His fabled golden tribute bent to pay ; And soon on board the Lucian pilots leap , And steer ' twixt fertile shores where yet few rus- tics reap . XV . Oh ...
Side 19
... mountain's ever beauteous brow : But now , as if a thing unblest by Man , Thy fairy dwelling is as lone as thou ! Here giant weeds a passage scarce allow To halls deserted , portals gaping wide : Fresh lessons to the thinking bosom ...
... mountain's ever beauteous brow : But now , as if a thing unblest by Man , Thy fairy dwelling is as lone as thou ! Here giant weeds a passage scarce allow To halls deserted , portals gaping wide : Fresh lessons to the thinking bosom ...
Side 20
... mountains he Did take his way in solitary guise ; Sweet was the scene , yet soon he thought to flee , More restless than the swallow in the skies : Though here awhile he learn'd to moralize , For meditation fix'd at times on him ; And ...
... mountains he Did take his way in solitary guise ; Sweet was the scene , yet soon he thought to flee , More restless than the swallow in the skies : Though here awhile he learn'd to moralize , For meditation fix'd at times on him ; And ...
Side 21
... mountain air , And life , that bloated Ease can never hope to share . XXXI . More bleak to view the hills at length recede , And , less luxuriant , smoother vales extend : Immense horizon - bounded plains succeed ! Far as the eye ...
... mountain air , And life , that bloated Ease can never hope to share . XXXI . More bleak to view the hills at length recede , And , less luxuriant , smoother vales extend : Immense horizon - bounded plains succeed ! Far as the eye ...
Side 22
... mountains dark and tall , Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from Gaul : ХХХІІІ . But these between a silver streamlet glides , And scarce a name distinguisheth the brook , Though rival kingdoms press its verdant sides . Here ...
... mountains dark and tall , Rise like the rocks that part Hispania's land from Gaul : ХХХІІІ . But these between a silver streamlet glides , And scarce a name distinguisheth the brook , Though rival kingdoms press its verdant sides . Here ...
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Albanian Ali Pacha amongst ancient Athens beauty behold beneath blood Boccaccio bosom breast breath brow Cæsar CANTO Childe Harold CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE church Cicero Constantinople dark death deem'd deep doth dust dwell earth edit Egeria fair fame fate feel Ficus Ruminalis foes French gaze glory Greece Greek hand hath heart heaven hills honour hope hour immortal Italian Italy Julius Cæsar lake land less lightning line last live Lord maid mind mortal mountains Nardini ne'er never o'er once pass Petrarch plain poet Pouqueville rock Romaic Roman Rome ruin scene seen shore sigh smile song soul spot Stanza Storia Tasso tears temple thee thine things thou thought tomb triumph Turks Venetians Venice walls waves wild winds wolf words δεν δια εἰς ἐν και κη με τας τε την το ὡς
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Side 186 - 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...
Side 188 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Side 79 - Once more upon the waters ! yet once more ! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider. Welcome, to their roar ! Swift be their guidance, wheresoe'er it lead ! Though the...
Side 85 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Side 187 - 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 152 - Oh, Rome! my country! city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.
Side 85 - 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...
Side 79 - 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. — Awaking with a start, The waters heave around me ; and on high The winds lift up their voices: I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by, When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
Side 109 - 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 136 - 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...