The Giaour. The corsair. Lara. The bride of Abydos. Siege of Corinth. Parisina. The prisoners of Chillon. Beppo. MazeppaJohn Murray, 1831 |
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Side 7
... beauty lingers , ) And mark'd the mild angelic air , The rapture of repose that's there , The fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek , And - but for that sad shrouded eye , That fires not , wins not , weeps ...
... beauty lingers , ) And mark'd the mild angelic air , The rapture of repose that's there , The fix'd yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek , And - but for that sad shrouded eye , That fires not , wins not , weeps ...
Side 8
... beauty with that fearful bloom , That hue which haunts it to the tomb , Expression's last receding ray , A gilded halo hovering round decay , The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame , perchance of heavenly birth ...
... beauty with that fearful bloom , That hue which haunts it to the tomb , Expression's last receding ray , A gilded halo hovering round decay , The farewell beam of Feeling past away ! Spark of that flame , perchance of heavenly birth ...
Side 15
... Beauty's song ; And softer seem'd each melting tone Of Music mingled with its own . But ne'er shall Hassan's Age repose Along the brink at Twilight's close : The stream that fill'd that font is fled- The blood that warm'd his heart is ...
... Beauty's song ; And softer seem'd each melting tone Of Music mingled with its own . But ne'er shall Hassan's Age repose Along the brink at Twilight's close : The stream that fill'd that font is fled- The blood that warm'd his heart is ...
Side 18
... Beauty lures the full - grown child , With hue as bright , and wing as wild ; A chase of idle hopes and fears ... beauty gone , ' Tis left to fly or fall alone . With wounded wing , or bleeding breast , Ah ! where shall either victim ...
... Beauty lures the full - grown child , With hue as bright , and wing as wild ; A chase of idle hopes and fears ... beauty gone , ' Tis left to fly or fall alone . With wounded wing , or bleeding breast , Ah ! where shall either victim ...
Side 19
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. Or Beauty , blighted in an hour , Find joy within her broken bower ? No : gayer insects fluttering by Ne'er droop the wing o'er those that die , And lovelier things have mercy shown To every failing but ...
George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. Or Beauty , blighted in an hour , Find joy within her broken bower ? No : gayer insects fluttering by Ne'er droop the wing o'er those that die , And lovelier things have mercy shown To every failing but ...
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accents Amaun apostolic palace arms band beauty beheld beneath blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath brow call'd calpac Cavalier Servente cheek Conrad dare dark dead death deed deep doom dread dream earth Ezzelin fair faithless fate fear feel fell fix'd foes gather'd gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven Hellespont hope horsetails hour Houris knew Lara Lara's light limbs lips lonely look look'd Mazeppa Moslem ne'er never night Note nought numbers o'er once Pacha pale Parisina pass'd pride rage rest rose round sabre scarce seem'd Selim she-the shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent slave smile soul stamp'd steed stern stood strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought Timariot turban turn'd Twas Venice voice wall wave Whate'er wild words wound youth Zuleika
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Side 9 - These scenes, their story not unknown, Arise, and make again your own ; Snatch from the ashes of your sires The embers of their former fires; And he who in the strife expires Will add to theirs a name of fear That Tyranny shall quake to hear...
Side 61 - 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!
Side 340 - Who loved me in a human shape; And the whole earth would henceforth be A wider prison unto me...
Side 340 - I saw them — and they were the same, They were not changed like me in frame; I saw their thousand years of snow On high — their wide long lake below, And the blue Rhone in fullest flow...
Side 8 - 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 ! (J) 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.
Side 331 - I ought to do — and did my best; And each did well in his degree. The youngest, whom my father loved, Because our mother's brow was given To him, with eyes as blue as heaven — For him my soul was sorely moved.
Side 412 - A thousand horse, and none to ride ! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils never...
Side 103 - Salamis ! Their azure arches through the long expanse More deeply purpled meet his mellowing glance, And tenderest tints, along their summits driven, Mark his gay course, and own the hues of heaven ; Till, darkly shaded from the land and deep, Behind his Delphian cliff he sinks to sleep.
Side 327 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps...
Side 339 - I could not wish for thine! Or if it were, in winged guise, A visitant from Paradise; For — Heaven forgive that thought! the while Which made me both to weep and smile; I sometimes...