The works of lord Byron, Volumen1 |
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Página 18
... dare not whisper to the waves . * * * * * As rising on its purple wing The insect - queen ( 16 ) of eastern spring , O'er emerald meadows of Kashmeer Invites the young pursuer near , And leads him on from flower to flower A weary chase ...
... dare not whisper to the waves . * * * * * As rising on its purple wing The insect - queen ( 16 ) of eastern spring , O'er emerald meadows of Kashmeer Invites the young pursuer near , And leads him on from flower to flower A weary chase ...
Página 24
... dare not quit their craggy screen . Stern Hassan only from his horse Disdains to light , and keeps his course , Till fiery flashes in the van Proclaim too sure the robber - clan Have well secured the only way Could now avail the 24 THE ...
... dare not quit their craggy screen . Stern Hassan only from his horse Disdains to light , and keeps his course , Till fiery flashes in the van Proclaim too sure the robber - clan Have well secured the only way Could now avail the 24 THE ...
Página 40
... dares enough , ' twere hard " If passion met not some reward— " No matter how , or where , or why , " I did not vainly seek , nor sigh : " Yet sometimes , with remorse , in vain " I wish she had not loved again . " She died - I dare not ...
... dares enough , ' twere hard " If passion met not some reward— " No matter how , or where , or why , " I did not vainly seek , nor sigh : " Yet sometimes , with remorse , in vain " I wish she had not loved again . " She died - I dare not ...
Página 44
... dares to spurn : “ The bird that sings within the brake , " The swan that swims upon the lake , " One mate , and one ... dare not view the dame " Resembling thee , yet not the same . " The very crimes that mar my youth , " This bed of ...
... dares to spurn : “ The bird that sings within the brake , " The swan that swims upon the lake , " One mate , and one ... dare not view the dame " Resembling thee , yet not the same . " The very crimes that mar my youth , " This bed of ...
Página 58
... dare say is now hearing more musketry than ever will be fired , to the great refreshment of the Arnaouts of Berat , and his native mountains . - I shall mention one trait more of this sin- gular race . In March , 1811 , a remarkably ...
... dare say is now hearing more musketry than ever will be fired , to the great refreshment of the Arnaouts of Berat , and his native mountains . - I shall mention one trait more of this sin- gular race . In March , 1811 , a remarkably ...
Términos y frases comunes
accents Amaun apostolic palace arms band beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath brow call'd calpac Cavalier Servente cheek Conrad dare dark dead death deed deep despair doom dread dream earth faithless fate fear feel fell fix'd foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven Hellespont hope horsetails hour Houris knew Lara Lara's light limbs lips lonely look look'd Mazeppa Moslem Mussulman ne'er never night Note nought numbers o'er once Pacha pale Parisina pass'd perchance pride rest rose round scarce seem'd Selim she-the shore sigh silent sire slave smile sooth soul sound stamp'd steed stern stood strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought Timariot turban Turkish turn'd Twas Venice voice wall wave Whate'er wild wind words wound youth Zuleika
Pasajes populares
Página 321 - But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing Of gentle breath and hue.
Página 318 - 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 Ran over with the glad surprise, And they that moment could not see I was the mate of misery.
Página 321 - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count, I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote...
Página 307 - ETERNAL spirit of the chainless mind ! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty, thou art ! For there thy habitation is the heart, — The heart which love of thee alone can bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consigned, — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Página 309 - MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears :+ My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare...
Página 315 - Most cherish'd since his natal hour, His mother's image in fair face. The infant love of all his race.
Página 93 - 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 hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows.
Página 315 - Oh, God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...