The Giaour, and the Bride of Abydos. [With a Memoir of the Author.] |
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... race . Such was Lord Byron and while all must acknowledge his transcendent powers as a writer , all must equally detest and lament his want of moral principles as a man . George Gordon Byron was born January 22 , 1788 , and lost his ...
... race . Such was Lord Byron and while all must acknowledge his transcendent powers as a writer , all must equally detest and lament his want of moral principles as a man . George Gordon Byron was born January 22 , 1788 , and lost his ...
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... was occasionally absent from school , and on such occa- sions of course they who had attended regularly had outstripped him in the scholastic race , but on his re- turn he would make the most prodigious efforts to overtake il . MEMOIR .
... was occasionally absent from school , and on such occa- sions of course they who had attended regularly had outstripped him in the scholastic race , but on his re- turn he would make the most prodigious efforts to overtake il . MEMOIR .
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... race , But in thy lineaments I trace What time shall strengthen , not efface ; Though young and pale , that sallow front Is scath'd by fiery passion's brunt , Though bent on earth thine evil eye As meteor - like thou glidest by , Right ...
... race , But in thy lineaments I trace What time shall strengthen , not efface ; Though young and pale , that sallow front Is scath'd by fiery passion's brunt , Though bent on earth thine evil eye As meteor - like thou glidest by , Right ...
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... race ; There from thy daughter , sister , wife , At midnight drain the stream of life ; Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse ; Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the dæmon for their sire , As ...
... race ; There from thy daughter , sister , wife , At midnight drain the stream of life ; Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse ; Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the dæmon for their sire , As ...
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... race alike unknown . The sea from Paynim land he crost , And here ascended from the coast , Yet seems he not of Othman race , But only Christian in his face : I'd judge him some stray renegade , Repentant of the change he made , Save ...
... race alike unknown . The sea from Paynim land he crost , And here ascended from the coast , Yet seems he not of Othman race , But only Christian in his face : I'd judge him some stray renegade , Repentant of the change he made , Save ...
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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