The Select Poetical Works of Lord Byron: Containing The Corsair, Lara, The Giaour, The Siege of Corinth, The Bride of Abydos, Parisina, Mazeppa, The Prisoner of Chillon, EtcB. Cormon and Blanc, 1836 - 244 pages |
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... step too near Approach intrusive on that mood of fear : Then - with each feature working from the heart . With feelings loosed to strengthen - not depart : . That rise - convulse - contend - that freeze , or glow , Flush in the cheek ...
... step too near Approach intrusive on that mood of fear : Then - with each feature working from the heart . With feelings loosed to strengthen - not depart : . That rise - convulse - contend - that freeze , or glow , Flush in the cheek ...
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... steps have wound to try the coolest rill ; « Yes ! thy sherbet to - night will sweetly flow , « See how it sparkles in its vase of snow ! The grapes'gay juice thy bosom never cheers ; " Thou more than Moslem when the cup appears ; 16 ...
... steps have wound to try the coolest rill ; « Yes ! thy sherbet to - night will sweetly flow , « See how it sparkles in its vase of snow ! The grapes'gay juice thy bosom never cheers ; " Thou more than Moslem when the cup appears ; 16 ...
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... step renew : Nor rush , disturbed by haste , to vulgar view : For well had Conrad learned to curb the crowd , By arts that veil , and oft preserve the proud ; His was the lofty port , the distant mien , That seems to shun the sight- and ...
... step renew : Nor rush , disturbed by haste , to vulgar view : For well had Conrad learned to curb the crowd , By arts that veil , and oft preserve the proud ; His was the lofty port , the distant mien , That seems to shun the sight- and ...
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... step was feeble , and his look deprest ; Yet worn he seemed of hardship more than years , And pale his cheek with penance , not from fears . Vowed to his God- his sable locks he wore , And these his lofty cap rose proudly o'er : Around ...
... step was feeble , and his look deprest ; Yet worn he seemed of hardship more than years , And pale his cheek with penance , not from fears . Vowed to his God- his sable locks he wore , And these his lofty cap rose proudly o'er : Around ...
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... step that echoed by the gate , Might entering lead where axe and stake await ; When every voice that grated on his ear Might be the last that he could ever hear ; Could terror tame -- that spirit stern and high Had 42 THE CORSAIR .
... step that echoed by the gate , Might entering lead where axe and stake await ; When every voice that grated on his ear Might be the last that he could ever hear ; Could terror tame -- that spirit stern and high Had 42 THE CORSAIR .
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Page 238 - 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 re.st of heaven is clear, A frown upon the atmosphere, That hath no business to appear When skies are blue, and earth is gay.
Page 232 - Twas still some solace, in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each With some new hope or legend old, Or song heroically bold; But even these at length grew cold.
Page 95 - Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb ; Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away...
Page 237 - 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, And mine was thankful till my eyes...
Page 232 - ... well in his degree. The youngest, whom my father loved, Because our mother's brow was given To him, with eyes as blue as heaven — For him my soul was sorely moved. And truly might it be...
Page 37 - SLOW sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, ^ Along Morea's hills the setting sun ; Not, as in Northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light ! O'er the hushed deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows.
Page 235 - Oh, God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Page 5 - 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 234 - And I have felt the winter's spray Wash through the bars when winds were high And wanton in the happy sky; And then the very rock hath rock'd, And I have felt it shake unshock'd, Because I could have smiled to see The death that would have set me free.
Page 239 - With links unfasten'd did remain, And it was liberty to stride Along my cell from side to side, And up and down, and then athwart, And tread it over every part; And round the pillars one by one, Returning where my walk begun, Avoiding only, as I trod, My brothers...