Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntWeidmann, 1885 - 367 pages |
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... they beam'd To such as see thee not my words were weak ; To those who gaze on thee what language could they speak ? - To Ianthe . Diese Widmung fügte Byron den beiden ersten Gesängen hinzu , als diese bereits den Beifall aller Leser ...
... they beam'd To such as see thee not my words were weak ; To those who gaze on thee what language could they speak ? - To Ianthe . Diese Widmung fügte Byron den beiden ersten Gesängen hinzu , als diese bereits den Beifall aller Leser ...
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... they were of fame , And had been glorious in another day : But one sad losel soils a name for aye , häufig bei Pope . Sv . I 6 . - Vgl . Stat . Silv . I 5 , 2 nec lassata voco toties mihi numina Musas . 2 , 1 ff . Im Ausdruck hat die 2 ...
... they were of fame , And had been glorious in another day : But one sad losel soils a name for aye , häufig bei Pope . Sv . I 6 . - Vgl . Stat . Silv . I 5 , 2 nec lassata voco toties mihi numina Musas . 2 , 1 ff . Im Ausdruck hat die 2 ...
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... they fondly hope to heal . 11 . His house , his home , his heritage , his lands , The laughing dames in whom he did delight , Whose large blue eyes , fair locks , and snowy hands , Might shake the saintship of an anchorite , And long ...
... they fondly hope to heal . 11 . His house , his home , his heritage , his lands , The laughing dames in whom he did delight , Whose large blue eyes , fair locks , and snowy hands , Might shake the saintship of an anchorite , And long ...
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... they on their father call , What answer shall she make ? ' " Enough , enough , my yeoman good , Thy grief let none gainsay ; But I , who am of lighter mood , Will laugh to flee away . " liche Färbung . Der yeoman ist kein ...
... they on their father call , What answer shall she make ? ' " Enough , enough , my yeoman good , Thy grief let none gainsay ; But I , who am of lighter mood , Will laugh to flee away . " liche Färbung . Der yeoman ist kein ...
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... they had ) he them beguiled , And turn'd a nation's shallow joy to gloom . Here Folly dash'd to earth the victor's plume , And Policy regain'd what arms had lost : For chiefs like ours in vain may laurels bloom ! Woe to the conqu'ring ...
... they had ) he them beguiled , And turn'd a nation's shallow joy to gloom . Here Folly dash'd to earth the victor's plume , And Policy regain'd what arms had lost : For chiefs like ours in vain may laurels bloom ! Woe to the conqu'ring ...
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Page 171 - 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...
Page 365 - 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.
Page 222 - 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!
Page 341 - When the light shines serene but doth not glare, Then in this magic circle raise the dead : Heroes have trod this spot — 'tis on their dust ye tread. " While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand ; When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall ; And when Rome falls — the World.
Page 299 - 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!
Page 296 - The Niobe of nations! there she stands. Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe; An empty urn within her wither'd hands. Whose holy dust was scatter'd long ago; The Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now; 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.
Page 362 - 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.
Page 169 - 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 looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell. But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell! Did ye not hear it?
Page 187 - And there they stand, as stands a lofty mind, Worn, but unstooping to the baser crowd, All tenantless, save to the crannying Wind, Or holding dark communion with the Cloud.
Page 170 - 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 Blush'd 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...