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Side 44
... live a moment o'er the parting hour ; She - his Medora - did she mark the prow ? Ah ! never loved he half so much as now ! But much must yet be done ere dawn of day- Again he mans himself and turns away ; Down to the cabin with Gonsalvo ...
... live a moment o'er the parting hour ; She - his Medora - did she mark the prow ? Ah ! never loved he half so much as now ! But much must yet be done ere dawn of day- Again he mans himself and turns away ; Down to the cabin with Gonsalvo ...
Side 58
... " Tis well - but Seyd escapes - and he must die . " Much hath been done - but more remains to do- Their galleys blaze - why not their city too ? " V. 608 lives Quick at the word - they seized 58 Canto II . THE CORSAIR .
... " Tis well - but Seyd escapes - and he must die . " Much hath been done - but more remains to do- Their galleys blaze - why not their city too ? " V. 608 lives Quick at the word - they seized 58 Canto II . THE CORSAIR .
Side 59
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) V. 608 lives Quick at the word - they seized him each a torch , And fire the dome ... live ; " Follow who will - I go - we yet have time " Our souls to lighten of at least a crime . " 818 He climbs the ...
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) V. 608 lives Quick at the word - they seized him each a torch , And fire the dome ... live ; " Follow who will - I go - we yet have time " Our souls to lighten of at least a crime . " 818 He climbs the ...
Side 63
... with a host That deem right dearly won the field he lost , Felled - bleeding - baffled of the death he sought , And snatched to expiate all the ills he wrought ; Preserved to linger and to live in vain , While Canto II . 63 THE CORSAIR .
... with a host That deem right dearly won the field he lost , Felled - bleeding - baffled of the death he sought , And snatched to expiate all the ills he wrought ; Preserved to linger and to live in vain , While Canto II . 63 THE CORSAIR .
Side 64
... live in vain , While Vengeance pondered o'er new plans of pain , And staunch'd the blood she saves to shed again- But drop by drop , for Seyd's unglutted eye Would doom him ever dying - ne'er to die !. Can this be he ? triumphant late ...
... live in vain , While Vengeance pondered o'er new plans of pain , And staunch'd the blood she saves to shed again- But drop by drop , for Seyd's unglutted eye Would doom him ever dying - ne'er to die !. Can this be he ? triumphant late ...
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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
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Side 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.
Side 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!
Side 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?
Side 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...
Side 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...
Side 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,
Side 154 - A thing of dark imaginings, that shaped By choice the perils he by chance escaped; But 'scaped in vain, for in...
Side 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!
Side 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?
Side 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!