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... heard— Friends ' - husbands ' - lovers ' names in each dear word : " Oh ! are they safe ? we ask not of success- " But shall we see them ? will their accents bless ? " From where the battle roars — the billows chafe— " They doubtless ...
... heard— Friends ' - husbands ' - lovers ' names in each dear word : " Oh ! are they safe ? we ask not of success- " But shall we see them ? will their accents bless ? " From where the battle roars — the billows chafe— " They doubtless ...
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... heard to sigh ; Whose name appals the fiercest of his crew , And tints each swarthy cheek with sallower hue ; Still sways their souls with that commanding art That dazzles , leads , yet chills the vulgar heart . What is that spell ...
... heard to sigh ; Whose name appals the fiercest of his crew , And tints each swarthy cheek with sallower hue ; Still sways their souls with that commanding art That dazzles , leads , yet chills the vulgar heart . What is that spell ...
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... heard those accents never heard too oft ; Through the high lattice far yet sweet they rung , And these the notes his bird of beauty sung : 1 . " Deep in my soul that tender secret dwells , Lonely and lost to light for evermore , Save ...
... heard those accents never heard too oft ; Through the high lattice far yet sweet they rung , And these the notes his bird of beauty sung : 1 . " Deep in my soul that tender secret dwells , Lonely and lost to light for evermore , Save ...
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... heard , And other's gifts show'd mean beside his word , When echo'd to the heart as from his own His deep yet tender melody of tone : But such was foreign to his wonted mood , He cared not what he soften'd , but subdued ; The evil ...
... heard , And other's gifts show'd mean beside his word , When echo'd to the heart as from his own His deep yet tender melody of tone : But such was foreign to his wonted mood , He cared not what he soften'd , but subdued ; The evil ...
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... heard the reckless waters roar , " Those waves that would not bear me from the shore ; " I only mark'd the glorious sun and sky , " Too bright - too blue - for my captivity ; " And felt - that all which Freedom's bosom cheers , my chain ...
... heard the reckless waters roar , " Those waves that would not bear me from the shore ; " I only mark'd the glorious sun and sky , " Too bright - too blue - for my captivity ; " And felt - that all which Freedom's bosom cheers , my chain ...
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accents apostolic palace appear'd band beheld beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath brow Cavalier Servente Cephisus chain cheek chief Conrad Corsair dare dark dead death deeds deep doom dread dream earth Ezzelin fair falchion fame fate fear feel fell fetter'd fix'd gazed Geneve Giaour Giorgione glance grew grief Gulnare hand hate hath head heard heart heaven heroic couplet hope hour Kaled knew Lara Lara's Laura light limbs lips lone look look'd ne'er never night Note numbers o'er once Otho Pacha Parisina pass'd pride PRISONER OF CHILLON renegado rest roll'd scarce seem'd Seyd shore show'd SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent slave smile sought soul spirit stern stood strife sunk tale tears thee thine thou thought Turcoman turn'd twas Venice voice wall waves Whate'er wild wonted words youth
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Page 7 - O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home!
Page 282 - For he would never thus have flown, And left me twice so doubly lone, Lone — as the corse within its shroud. Lone — as a solitary cloud, A single cloud on a sunny day, While all the rest of heaven is clear, A frown upon the atmosphere That hath no business to appear When skies are blue and earth is gay.
Page 273 - As to young eagles, being free) — A polar day, which will not see A sunset till its summer's gone, Its sleepless summer of long light, The snow-clad offspring of the sun: And thus he was as pure and bright, And in his natural spirit gay, With tears for nought but others...
Page 271 - And through the crevice and the cleft Of the thick wall is fallen and left; Creeping o'er the floor so damp, Like a marsh's meteor lamp: And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain; That iron is a cankering thing, For in these limbs its teeth remain, With marks that will not wear away, Till I have done with this new day...
Page 269 - MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears :+ My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare...
Page 278 - The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
Page 284 - I saw them — and they were the same, They were not changed like me in frame; I saw their thousand years of snow On high — their wide long lake below, And the blue Rhone in fullest flow...
Page 8 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way...
Page 284 - But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing Of gentle breath and hue.
Page 280 - A light broke in upon my brain, — It was the carol of a bird; It ceased, and then it came again, The sweetest song ear ever heard...