The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His WorksT. Davison, 1824 - 212 Seiten |
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... cheek ; What did that sudden sound bespeak ? He turned to the left is he sure of sight ? There sate a lady , youthful an right . He started up with more of fear Than if an armed foe were near . " God of my fathers ! what is here ? Who ...
... cheek ; What did that sudden sound bespeak ? He turned to the left is he sure of sight ? There sate a lady , youthful an right . He started up with more of fear Than if an armed foe were near . " God of my fathers ! what is here ? Who ...
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... cheek , Don Juan raised his little captive from The heap a moment more had made her tomb . And she was chill as they , and on her face A slender streak of blood announced how near Her fate had been to that of all her race ; For the same ...
... cheek , Don Juan raised his little captive from The heap a moment more had made her tomb . And she was chill as they , and on her face A slender streak of blood announced how near Her fate had been to that of all her race ; For the same ...
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... cheek was livid now as lead ; His light - brown locks so graceful in their flow Now rose like startled vipers o'er his brow . Still as a statue , with his lips comprest To stifle even the breath within his breast , Fast by the rock ...
... cheek was livid now as lead ; His light - brown locks so graceful in their flow Now rose like startled vipers o'er his brow . Still as a statue , with his lips comprest To stifle even the breath within his breast , Fast by the rock ...
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... cheeks are reddening into deeper smiles , And shining lids are trembling o'er his long Lashes , dark as the cypress which waves o'er them ; Half open , from beneath them the clear blue Laughs out , although in slumber . He must dream ...
... cheeks are reddening into deeper smiles , And shining lids are trembling o'er his long Lashes , dark as the cypress which waves o'er them ; Half open , from beneath them the clear blue Laughs out , although in slumber . He must dream ...
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... wife Will blanch a faithful cheek . ' My spouse and boys dwell near thy hall , Along the bordering lake , And when they on their father call , What answer shall she make ? ' - - C 66 Enough , enough , my yeoman good , Thy BYRON . 25 25.
... wife Will blanch a faithful cheek . ' My spouse and boys dwell near thy hall , Along the bordering lake , And when they on their father call , What answer shall she make ? ' - - C 66 Enough , enough , my yeoman good , Thy BYRON . 25 25.
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
arms art thou aught Ave Maria beam beauty behold beneath blest blood blue bosom breast breath brow capital punishments Carthage charm cheek Clarens clouds dark dead death deep dread dream e'er eagle passes earth Egeria eternal face fair fear feel flowers gaze gentle GIAOUR glance glow gondolier grave grief hand hath heart heaven hope hour human clay JUNGFRAU Kaled knew light lips living lone look look'd mortal mountains Myrrha ne'er never night o'er once pale passion pause pride rill Rome rose round Samian wine scarce seem'd Seraph shine shone shore sigh sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stamp'd stars stood sweet tears tender thee thine things thou art thought trembling twas twill waters wave weep wert Whate'er wild wind wing wither'd youth Zuleika
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Seite 66 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ! Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one...
Seite 52 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me, — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Seite 66 - Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise — we come, we come!
Seite 148 - 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!
Seite 146 - 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.
Seite 66 - On Suli's rock and Parga's shore Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore ; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heraclcidan blood might own.
Seite 117 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
Seite 63 - 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 150 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom...
Seite 164 - 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...