The GiaourJohn Murray, 1823 - English poetry |
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... head ; The foremost Tartar bites the ground ! Scarce had they time to check the rein Swift from their steeds the riders bound , But three shall never mount again , Unseen the foes that gave the wound , The dying ask revenge in vain ...
... head ; The foremost Tartar bites the ground ! Scarce had they time to check the rein Swift from their steeds the riders bound , But three shall never mount again , Unseen the foes that gave the wound , The dying ask revenge in vain ...
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... head " Should seek and share her narrow bed . " She was a form of life and light- 1120 1125 " That seen - became a part of sight , " And rose- -where'er I turned mine eye- " The Morning - star of Memory ! 1130 Yes , Love indeed is light ...
... head " Should seek and share her narrow bed . " She was a form of life and light- 1120 1125 " That seen - became a part of sight , " And rose- -where'er I turned mine eye- " The Morning - star of Memory ! 1130 Yes , Love indeed is light ...
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... head , is merely a convulsive move- ment ; but others have actually brought in the verdict " Felo de se . ” The scorpions are surely interested in a speedy decision of the question , as , if once fairly established as insect Catos ...
... head , is merely a convulsive move- ment ; but others have actually brought in the verdict " Felo de se . ” The scorpions are surely interested in a speedy decision of the question , as , if once fairly established as insect Catos ...
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... heads than they contained hairs . Note 28 , page 29 , line 20 . Nor raised the craven cry , Amaun ! " Amaun , " quarter , pardon . Note 29 , page 30 , line 7 . I know him by the evil eye . The evil eye , " a common superstition in the ...
... heads than they contained hairs . Note 28 , page 29 , line 20 . Nor raised the craven cry , Amaun ! " Amaun , " quarter , pardon . Note 29 , page 30 , line 7 . I know him by the evil eye . The evil eye , " a common superstition in the ...
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... head - dress ; the shawl is wound round it , and forms the turban . Note 32 , page 36 , line 1 . A turban carv'd in coarsest stone . The turban - pillar - and inscriptive verse , decorate the tombs of the Osmanlies , whether in the ...
... head - dress ; the shawl is wound round it , and forms the turban . Note 32 , page 36 , line 1 . A turban carv'd in coarsest stone . The turban - pillar - and inscriptive verse , decorate the tombs of the Osmanlies , whether in the ...
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accents Amaun apostolic palace arms band beheld beneath blood bosom breast breath bride brow Calpac CANTO cheek Conrad dare dark dead death deed deem deep despair doom dread dream earth Ezzelin falchion fate fear feel fell foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven Hellespont hope horsetails hour Houris knew land Lara Lara's light line 12 lips lonely look LORD BYRON Moslem mourn Mussulman ne'er never night Note numbers o'er once Pacha pale PARISINA passed pride rest rose round sabre scarce seem'd seems Selim she-the shine shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent slave sleep smile soothe soul sound steed stern stood strife tale tear tell thee thine thou thought Timariot turban Turkish Twas twere voice wave Whate'er wild words wound youth Zuleika's
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Page 6 - These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own ; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires ; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear...
Page 55 - Yes, Love indeed is light from heaven ; " A spark of that immortal fire " With angels shared, by Alia given, " To lift from earth our low desire. " Devotion wafts the mind above, " But Heaven itself descends in love ; " A feeling from the Godhead caught, " To wean from self each sordid thought ; " A Ray of him who form'd the whole ; " A Glory circling round the soul...
Page viii - The exulting sense — the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way ? That for itself can woo the approaching fight, And turn what some deem danger to delight ; That seeks what cravens shun with more than zeal, And where the feebler faint — can only feel — Feel — to the rising bosom's inmost core, Its hope awaken and its spirit soar...
Page 52 - Oh! too convincing - dangerously dear In woman's eye the unanswerable tear That weapon of her weakness she can wield, To save, subdue at once her spear and shield: Avoid it - Virtue ebbs and Wisdom errs, Too fondly gazing on that grief of hers! What lost a world, and bade a hero fly? The timid tear in Cleopatra's eye. Yet be the soft triumvir's fault forgiven; By this - how many lose not earth - but heaven!
Page 2 - For there — the Rose o'er crag or vale, Sultana of the Nightingale, The maid for whom his melody, His thousand songs are heard on high, Blooms blushing to her lover's tale...
Page 4 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
Page 19 - Sestos' daughter. Oh ! when alone along the sky Her turret-torch was blazing high, Though rising gale, and breaking foam, And shrieking sea-birds warned him home ; And clouds aloft and tides below, With signs and sounds, forbade to go, He could not see, he would not hear > Or sound or sign foreboding fear ; His eye but saw that light of love, The only star it hailed above; His ear but rang with Hero's song, " Ye waves, divide not lovers long !"— That tale is old, but Love anew May nerve young hearts...
Page 14 - He call'd on Nature's self to share the shame, And charged all faults upon the fleshly form She gave to clog the soul, and feast the worm; Till he at last confounded good and ill, And half mistook for fate the acts of will; Too high for common selfishness, he could At times resign his own for others...
Page 19 - THE winds are high on Helle's wave, As on that night of stormy water When Love, who sent, forgot to save The young, the beautiful, the brave, The lonely hope of Sestos