The Giaour, and the Bride of Abydos. [With a Memoir of the Author.] |
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... fire which afterwards made his name ( as a poet ) illustrious throughout the civilized world . At seven years of age he was placed in the Grammar School of Aberdeen , where he remained , with occasional interruptions , until his ...
... fire which afterwards made his name ( as a poet ) illustrious throughout the civilized world . At seven years of age he was placed in the Grammar School of Aberdeen , where he remained , with occasional interruptions , until his ...
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... And - but for that sad shrouded eye , That fires not , wins not , weeps not , now And but for that chill changeless brow , Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart As if to him it 10 THE GIAOUR .
... And - but for that sad shrouded eye , That fires not , wins not , weeps not , now And but for that chill changeless brow , Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart As if to him it 10 THE GIAOUR .
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... fires ; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear , That Tyranny shall quake to hear , And leave his sons a hope , a fame , They too will rather die than shame : For Freedom's battle once begun , Bequeathed by ...
... fires ; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear , That Tyranny shall quake to hear , And leave his sons a hope , a fame , They too will rather die than shame : For Freedom's battle once begun , Bequeathed by ...
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... fire , In circle narrowing as it glows The flames around their captive close , Till inly search'd by thousand throes , And maddening in her ire , One sad and sole relief she knows , The sting she nourish'd for her foes , Whose venom ...
... fire , In circle narrowing as it glows The flames around their captive close , Till inly search'd by thousand throes , And maddening in her ire , One sad and sole relief she knows , The sting she nourish'd for her foes , Whose venom ...
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... fire . " Though far and near the bullets hiss , I've ' scaped a bloodier hour than this . " And now the foe their covert quit , And call his vassals to submit ; But Hassan's frown and furious word Are dreaded more than hostile sword ...
... fire . " Though far and near the bullets hiss , I've ' scaped a bloodier hour than this . " And now the foe their covert quit , And call his vassals to submit ; But Hassan's frown and furious word Are dreaded more than hostile sword ...
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Abdallah's Amaun arms Arnaut Azrael bear beauty beneath blest blood bloom bower brave bread and salt breast breath BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow Calpac Carasman cheek clime courser's dare dark dear death deed doom dread e'er earth fate father fear feel fire flower foes Galiongée gaze Giaffir Giaour glance gloom grave Greek grief hand Haram Hassan hate hath hear heard heart heaven Helle's Hellespont hope hour Houris jerreed Koran land Leila live lonely Lord Byron maid Morea Moslem mourn Mussulman ne'er never Newstead Abbey night o'er Ollahs Pacha pale Persian rest rose round sabre scarce Selim shine shore sire slave smile soothe sorrow soul sound steed steel strife tale tear tell thee thine thought tomb tophaike trembling turban Turkish Twas twere voice waft wandering wave winds word wound young Zuleika
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Page 1 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
Page 10 - Clime of the unforgotten brave ! Whose land from plain to mountain-cave Was Freedom's home or Glory's grave ! Shrine of the mighty ! can it be, That this is all remains of thee...
Page 1 - Wax faint o'er the gardens of gul in her bloom, Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute , Where the tints of the earth , and the hues of the sky , In colour though varied, in beauty may vie...
Page 45 - But be the star that guides the wanderer, Thou ! Thou, my Zuleika, share and bless my bark; The Dove of peace and promise to mine ark ! Or, since that hope denied in worlds of strife, Be thon the rainbow to the storms of life ! The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray...
Page 9 - And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him...
Page 25 - Gives but one pang, and cures all pain, And darts into her desperate brain. — So do the dark in soul expire, Or live like Scorpion girt by fire;* So writhes the mind Remorse hath riven, Unfit for earth, undoom'd for heaven, Darkness above, despair beneath, Around it flame, within it death!
Page 8 - 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 17 - XII He lived — he breathed — he moved — he felt; He raised the maid from where she knelt ; His trance was gone — his keen eye shone With thoughts that long in darkness dwelt; 330 With thoughts that burn — in rays that melt.
Page 17 - Twas but a moment that he stood, Then sped as if by death pursued; But in that instant o'er his soul Winters of Memory seem'd to roll, And gather in that drop of time A life of pain, an age of crime.
Page 81 - Orieutalej" but for correctness of costume, beauty of description, and power of imagination, it far surpasses all European imitations ; and bears such marks of originality, that those who have visited the East will find some difficulty in believing it to be more than a translation. As an Eastern tale, even Rasselas must bow before it ; his " Happy Valley " will not bear a comparison with the