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... turn'd mine eye , " The Morning - star of Memory ! " Yes , Love indeed is light from heaven ; " A spark of that immortal fire " With angels shared , by Alla given , " To lift from earth our low desire . " Devotion wafts the mind above ...
... turn'd mine eye , " The Morning - star of Memory ! " Yes , Love indeed is light from heaven ; " A spark of that immortal fire " With angels shared , by Alla given , " To lift from earth our low desire . " Devotion wafts the mind above ...
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... turn'd , But little from his aspect learn'd : Equal her grief , yet not the same ; Her heart confess'd a gentler flame : But yet that heart alarm'd or weak , She knew not why , forbade to speak . Yet speak she must - but when essay ...
... turn'd , But little from his aspect learn'd : Equal her grief , yet not the same ; Her heart confess'd a gentler flame : But yet that heart alarm'd or weak , She knew not why , forbade to speak . Yet speak she must - but when essay ...
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... may this mean ? she turn'd to see Her Selim- " Oh ! can this be he ? " IX . His robe of pride was thrown aside , His brow no high - crown'd turban bore , But in its stead a shawl of red , Wreathed 106 CANTO II . THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS .
... may this mean ? she turn'd to see Her Selim- " Oh ! can this be he ? " IX . His robe of pride was thrown aside , His brow no high - crown'd turban bore , But in its stead a shawl of red , Wreathed 106 CANTO II . THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS .
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... turn'd - is Conrad gone ? gone ? " XV . " And is he -on sudden solitude How oft that fearful question will intrude ! " " Twas but an instant past — and here he stood ! " And now " -without the portal's porch she rush'd , And then at ...
... turn'd - is Conrad gone ? gone ? " XV . " And is he -on sudden solitude How oft that fearful question will intrude ! " " Twas but an instant past — and here he stood ! " And now " -without the portal's porch she rush'd , And then at ...
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... turn'd with sickening soul within the gate- " It is no dream - and I am desolate ! " XVI . From crag to crag descending - swiftly sped Stern Conrad down , nor once he turn'd his head ; But shrunk whene'er the windings of his way Forced ...
... turn'd with sickening soul within the gate- " It is no dream - and I am desolate ! " XVI . From crag to crag descending - swiftly sped Stern Conrad down , nor once he turn'd his head ; But shrunk whene'er the windings of his way Forced ...
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Amaun arms Azrael band bark bear beneath betray'd blood bosom brave breast breath bride BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow calpac Cephisus cheek Conrad CORSAIR dare dark death deeds deep despair doom dread earth fair faithless fate fear feel fetter'd fix'd foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grief guard Gulnare hand Haram Hassan hast hate hath head heard heart heaven Hellespont heroic couplet hope hour Houris isle Koran light line 13 line 23 lips lonely mark'd Moslem Mussulman ne'er never night Note o'er once Pacha pale pass'd perchance rest rose round sabre sail scarce seem'd Selim Seyd she-the shine shore silent slave smile soothe soul spirit stamp'd steed stern strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought tide Timariot to-night tomb trembling turban Turkish turn'd Twas voice wave Whate'er wild wind woman's words Zuleika
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Página 10 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd...
Página 38 - But first, on earth as Vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be 'rent : Then ghastly haunt thy native place, And suck the blood of all thy 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 demon for their sire, As cursing thee, thou cursing them, Thy flowers are withered on the stem.
Página 158 - There was a laughing Devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled, and Mercy sigh'd farewell!
Página 10 - As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd ! '-V Such is the aspect of this shore ; 'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there.
Página 150 - Oh, who can tell ? not thou, luxurious slave ! " Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave; " Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease !
Página 79 - 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 color though varied, in beauty may vie...
Página 24 - Tis left to fly or fall alone. With wounded wing or bleeding breast, Ah! where shall either victim rest? Can this with faded pinion soar From rose to tulip as before? Or Beauty, blighted in an hour, Find joy within her broken bower?
Página 128 - A single rose is shedding there Its lonely lustre, meek and pale : It looks as planted by Despair — So white — so faint — the slightest gale Might whirl the leaves on high; And yet, though storms and blight assail. And hands more rude than wintry sky May wring it from the stem — in vain...
Página 24 - 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!
Página 80 - Oh! wild as the accents of lovers' farewell Are the hearts which they bear, and the tales which they tell.