The works of ... lord Byron, Band 3 |
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... the sun The many still must labour for the one ! 190 ' Tis Nature's doom - but let the wretch who toils , Accuse not , hate not him who wears the spoils . Oh ! if he knew the weight of splendid chains 20 Canto I. THE CORSAIR .
... the sun The many still must labour for the one ! 190 ' Tis Nature's doom - but let the wretch who toils , Accuse not , hate not him who wears the spoils . Oh ! if he knew the weight of splendid chains 20 Canto I. THE CORSAIR .
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... chains , How light the balance of his humbler pains ! IX . Unlike the heroes of each ancient race , Demons in act , but Gods at least in face , In Conrad's form seems little to admire , Though his dark eye - brow shades a glance of fire ...
... chains , How light the balance of his humbler pains ! IX . Unlike the heroes of each ancient race , Demons in act , but Gods at least in face , In Conrad's form seems little to admire , Though his dark eye - brow shades a glance of fire ...
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... chains . " I had no death to fear , nor wealth to boast , Beyond the wandering freedom which I lost ; 681 “ At length a fisher's humble boat by night " Afforded hope , and offered chance of flight : " I seized the hour , and find my ...
... chains . " I had no death to fear , nor wealth to boast , Beyond the wandering freedom which I lost ; 681 “ At length a fisher's humble boat by night " Afforded hope , and offered chance of flight : " I seized the hour , and find my ...
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... chain before it dried my tears . " This may'st thou judge , at least , from my escape , " They little deem of aught in peril's shape ; " Else vainly had I prayed or sought the chance " That leads me here - if eyed with vigilance : 700 ...
... chain before it dried my tears . " This may'st thou judge , at least , from my escape , " They little deem of aught in peril's shape ; " Else vainly had I prayed or sought the chance " That leads me here - if eyed with vigilance : 700 ...
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... there To note how much the life yet left could bear ; 920 He found enough to load with heaviest chain , And promise feeling for the wrench of pain . VOL . III . F To - morrow - yea - to - morrow's evening Canto II . 65 THE CORSAIR .
... there To note how much the life yet left could bear ; 920 He found enough to load with heaviest chain , And promise feeling for the wrench of pain . VOL . III . F To - morrow - yea - to - morrow's evening Canto II . 65 THE CORSAIR .
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
accents apostolic palace arms aught band bark beheld beneath betray Blackbourne blood bosom breast breath brow calm CANTO Carthage Cephisus chain cheek chief Conrad Corsair crime dare dark death deeds deemed deep Dervise despair dread dream Duke of Gandia earth Ezzelin fair falchion fate fear feel forget galleys gathered gaze Giaour glance grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven heroic couplet hope hour Kaled knew Lara Lara's less light limbs lone look lord loud Medora mingle mirth ne'er night numbers o'er once Orleans Otho Otho's Pacha Perchance pride reply rest sail scarce seemed Serf Seyd shore shun silent slave slumber smile snatch soothe sought soul spare spirit stern strife sunk tale tear thee Theseus thine thou thought turned twas twere voice waves Whate'er wild wonted words youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 9 - O'ER the glad waters of the dark blue sea, " Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, " Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, " Survey our empire and behold our home ! " These are our realms, no limits to their sway — 5 " Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey.
Seite 81 - 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!
Seite 20 - Whose name appals the fiercest of his crew, And tints each swarthy cheek with sallower hue ; Still sways their souls with that commanding art That dazzles, leads, yet chills the vulgar hearL What is that spell, that thus his lawless train Confess and envy, yet oppose in vain?
Seite 118 - Oh ! o'er the eye death most exerts his might, And hurls the spirit from her throne of light ! Sinks those blue orbs in that long last eclipse, But spares, as yet, the charm around her lips...
Seite 138 - A high demeanour, and a glance that took Their thoughts from others by a single look ; And that sarcastic levity of tongue, The stinging of a heart the world hath stung...
Seite 179 - Melt into morn, and Light awakes the world. Man has another day to swell the past, And lead him near to little, but his last ; But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth, The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth ; Flowers in the valley, splendour in the beam, Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream. Immortal man ! behold her glories shine, And cry, exulting inly,
Seite 154 - A thing of dark imaginings, that shaped By choice the perils he by chance escaped; But 'scaped in vain, for in...
Seite 22 - 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!
Seite 10 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?
Seite 137 - Left by his sire, too young such loss to know, Lord of himself; - that heritage of woe, That fearful empire which the human breast But holds to rob the heart within of rest!