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Side 39
... the main ; The white sail set - she dared not look again ; But turned with sickening soul within the gate- " It is no dream - and I am desolate ! " XVI . From crag to crag descending - swiftly sped Canto 1 . 39 THE CORSAIR .
... the main ; The white sail set - she dared not look again ; But turned with sickening soul within the gate- " It is no dream - and I am desolate ! " XVI . From crag to crag descending - swiftly sped Canto 1 . 39 THE CORSAIR .
Side 40
... turned his head ; But shrunk whene'er the windings of his way Forced on his eye what he would not survey , 510 His lone , but lovely dwelling on the steep , That hailed him first when homeward from the deep : And she - the dim and ...
... turned his head ; But shrunk whene'er the windings of his way Forced on his eye what he would not survey , 510 His lone , but lovely dwelling on the steep , That hailed him first when homeward from the deep : And she - the dim and ...
Side 79
... to her heart , And bowed her head , and turned her to depart , And noiseless as a lovely dream is gone . And was she here ? and is he now alone ? What gem hath dropped and sparkles o'er his chain ? Canto II . 79 THE CORSAIR .
... to her heart , And bowed her head , and turned her to depart , And noiseless as a lovely dream is gone . And was she here ? and is he now alone ? What gem hath dropped and sparkles o'er his chain ? Canto II . 79 THE CORSAIR .
Side 106
... turned , and vanished ere he could reply , But his glance followed far with eager eye ; And gathering , as he could , the links that bound His form , to curl their length , and curb their sound , Since bar and bolt no more his steps ...
... turned , and vanished ere he could reply , But his glance followed far with eager eye ; And gathering , as he could , the links that bound His form , to curl their length , and curb their sound , Since bar and bolt no more his steps ...
Side 107
... turned - and paused - ' tis She at last ! No poignard in that hand - nor sign of ill- " Thanks to that softening heart - she could not kill ! " Again he looked , the wildness of her eye Starts from the day abrupt and fearfully . 1580 ...
... turned - and paused - ' tis She at last ! No poignard in that hand - nor sign of ill- " Thanks to that softening heart - she could not kill ! " Again he looked , the wildness of her eye Starts from the day abrupt and fearfully . 1580 ...
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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!