The works of lord Byron, Volume 1John Murray, Albemarle-Street, 1823 |
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... once for all , to disclaim— Harold is the child of imagination , for the purpose I have stated . In some very trivial particulars , and those merely local , there might be grounds for such a notion ; but in the main points , I should ...
... once for all , to disclaim— Harold is the child of imagination , for the purpose I have stated . In some very trivial particulars , and those merely local , there might be grounds for such a notion ; but in the main points , I should ...
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... drew to the close ; for the outline which I once meant to fill up for him was , with some exceptions , the sketch of a modern Timon , perhaps a poetical Zeluco . CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . CANTO I. TO IANTHE . Not PREFACE . 9.
... drew to the close ; for the outline which I once meant to fill up for him was , with some exceptions , the sketch of a modern Timon , perhaps a poetical Zeluco . CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE . CANTO I. TO IANTHE . Not PREFACE . 9.
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... once number'd , should this homage past Attract thy fairy fingers near the lyre Of him who hail'd thee , loveliest as thou wast , Such is the most my memory may desire ; Though more than Hope can claim , could Friendship less require ...
... once number'd , should this homage past Attract thy fairy fingers near the lyre Of him who hail'd thee , loveliest as thou wast , Such is the most my memory may desire ; Though more than Hope can claim , could Friendship less require ...
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... once had made her den Now Paphian girls were known to sing and smile ; And monks might deem their time was come agen , If ancient tales say true , nor wrong these holy men . VIII . Yet oft - times in his maddest mirthful 20 CANTO I ...
... once had made her den Now Paphian girls were known to sing and smile ; And monks might deem their time was come agen , If ancient tales say true , nor wrong these holy men . VIII . Yet oft - times in his maddest mirthful 20 CANTO I ...
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... Once form'd thy Paradise , as not aware When wanton Wealth her mightiest deeds hath done , Meek Peace voluptuous lures was ever wont to shun . XXIII . Here didst thou dwell , here schemes of pleasure plan , Beneath yon mountain's ever ...
... Once form'd thy Paradise , as not aware When wanton Wealth her mightiest deeds hath done , Meek Peace voluptuous lures was ever wont to shun . XXIII . Here didst thou dwell , here schemes of pleasure plan , Beneath yon mountain's ever ...
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Acarnania Albanese Albanian Ali Pacha amongst ancient Arnaout Athenians Athens aught beautiful behold beneath blood bosom breast Caimacam Caliriote CANTO Childe Harold CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE clime Constantinople Coray dark dear deem'd doth dread dwell earth Edinburgh Review Epirus ev'n fair fame French gaze Giaour Greece Greeks hand hath heart Heaven honour hour Joannina land line last Lord maid Moslem mountains native ne'er never o'er once Pacha pass'd Pouqueville rock Romaic scene shore shrine sigh slave smile song sooth soul Spain Stanza tear thee thine thing Thornton thou Thrasybulus throng Turkish Turks waves wild youth Zitza ας δὲ δὲν εἶναι Διὰ νὰ Ἐγὼ εἰς εἰς τὴν εἰς τὸ ἐν ἕνα Θηβαῖος καὶ κὴ λόγος μὲ νὰ οἱ πῶς σᾶς σε τὰ τὰς τῇ τὴν τῆς τὸ τὸν τῷ τῶν ὡς
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Page 240 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Page 255 - 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.
Page 228 - Once more upon the waters ! yet once more ! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider.
Page 260 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Page 52 - Her lover sinks — she sheds no ill-timed tear ; Her chief is slain — she fills his fatal post ; Her fellows flee — she checks their base career ; The foe retires — she heads the sallying host...
Page 241 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Page 239 - 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...
Page 238 - 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!
Page 44 - What gallant war-hounds rouse them from their lair, And gnash their fangs, loud yelling for the prey ! All join the chase, but few the triumph share ; The Grave shall bear the chiefest prize away, And Havoc scarce for joy can number their array.
Page 249 - Their breath is agitation, and their life A storm whereon they ride, to sink at last, And yet so nursed and bigoted to strife, That should their days, surviving perils past, Melt to calm twilight, they feel overcast With sorrow and supineness, and so die; Even as a flame unfed, which runs to waste With its own flickering, or a sword laid by, Which eats into itself, and rusts ingloriously.