The poetical works of lord Byron. Repr. with life, notes &c. 'Albion' edF. Warne, 1881 |
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George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) influence Mrs. Byron ; remonstrance was vain . It was probably about this time that the future poet fell in love with his cousin , Margaret Parker , a beautiful child about a year older than himself ...
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) influence Mrs. Byron ; remonstrance was vain . It was probably about this time that the future poet fell in love with his cousin , Margaret Parker , a beautiful child about a year older than himself ...
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George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) from England . The little daughter of his hostess was brought into the room , and at the sight of the child he started involuntarily . It was with difficulty that he concealed the feelings , which ...
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) from England . The little daughter of his hostess was brought into the room , and at the sight of the child he started involuntarily . It was with difficulty that he concealed the feelings , which ...
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George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) on leaving her husband . She quitted London about the middle of January , ostensibly on a visit to her parents in Leicestershire . where Lord Byron was in a short time to follow her . They had parted ...
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) on leaving her husband . She quitted London about the middle of January , ostensibly on a visit to her parents in Leicestershire . where Lord Byron was in a short time to follow her . They had parted ...
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George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) PAGE · 331 • 339 · 340 354 • 392 · 424 · 447 • 468 • 479 • 516 533 · 554 • 572 583 593 608 619 626 638 646 654 662 670 680 689 697 HOURS OF IDLENESS : A SERIES OF POEMS , ORIGINAL. PAGE · 256 Canto the ...
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) PAGE · 331 • 339 · 340 354 • 392 · 424 · 447 • 468 • 479 • 516 533 · 554 • 572 583 593 608 619 626 638 646 654 662 670 680 689 697 HOURS OF IDLENESS : A SERIES OF POEMS , ORIGINAL. PAGE · 256 Canto the ...
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George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) 1802 Shades of heroes , farewell ; your descendant , departing From the seat of his ancestors , bids you adieu ! Abroad , or at home , your remembrance imparting New courage , he'll think upon glory ...
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) 1802 Shades of heroes , farewell ; your descendant , departing From the seat of his ancestors , bids you adieu ! Abroad , or at home , your remembrance imparting New courage , he'll think upon glory ...
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Términos y frases comunes
adieu arms bear beauty beneath better blood bosom breast breath brow chief cold dare dark dead dear death deeds deep Doge dream earth face fair fall fame fate fear feel fire gaze glory grave hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour Italy King knew land late leave less light live look Lord lost meet mind mortal mountain nature ne'er never night o'er once pass past pride rest rise round scarce scene seek seen share shore sigh sleep smile song soon soul sound speak spirit sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought thousand truth turn vain voice walls wave weep wild wing wish young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 122 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 165 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar : I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
Página 166 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free. And many a tyrant since : their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Página 165 - ... his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own...
Página 165 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Página 33 - Had half impair'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face ; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!
Página 141 - That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Página 161 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Página 166 - And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Página 166 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests: in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm. Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; — boundless, endless, and sublime; The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible: even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The poetical works of lord Byron. Repr. with life, notes &c. 'Albion' ed |
| Autor | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Editor | F. Warne, 1881 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 4 Ago. 2006 |
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