The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Suppressed Poems, and Others Never Before Published ...Baudry, 1832 |
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... spirit , And sometimes mix'd up fancies with realities , And let few opportunies escape Of getting her liege lord into a scrape . .XXI . This was an easy matter with a man Oft in the wrong , and never on his guard ; And even the wisest ...
... spirit , And sometimes mix'd up fancies with realities , And let few opportunies escape Of getting her liege lord into a scrape . .XXI . This was an easy matter with a man Oft in the wrong , and never on his guard ; And even the wisest ...
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... spirit not in vain they toil'd , At least it seem'd so ; and his mother's joy Was to declare how sage , and still , and steady , Her young philosopher was grown already . LI . I had my doubts , perhaps I have them still , But what I say ...
... spirit not in vain they toil'd , At least it seem'd so ; and his mother's joy Was to declare how sage , and still , and steady , Her young philosopher was grown already . LI . I had my doubts , perhaps I have them still , But what I say ...
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... spirit that for which it panted— A bosom whereon he his head might lay , And hear the heart beat with the love it granted , With several other things which I forget , Or which , at least , I need not mention yet . XCVII . Those lonely ...
... spirit that for which it panted— A bosom whereon he his head might lay , And hear the heart beat with the love it granted , With several other things which I forget , Or which , at least , I need not mention yet . XCVII . Those lonely ...
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... spirit ' s set , As roll the waves before the settled wind ; My heart is feminine , nor can forget- To all , except one image , madly blind : So shakes the needle , and so stands the pole , As vibrates my fond heart to my fix'd soul ...
... spirit ' s set , As roll the waves before the settled wind ; My heart is feminine , nor can forget- To all , except one image , madly blind : So shakes the needle , and so stands the pole , As vibrates my fond heart to my fix'd soul ...
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... spirit to retort ; I Have spent my life , both interest and principal , And deem not , what I deem'd , my soul invincible . CCXIV . No more - no more- -Oh ! never more on me The freshness of the heart can fall like dew , Which out of ...
... spirit to retort ; I Have spent my life , both interest and principal , And deem not , what I deem'd , my soul invincible . CCXIV . No more - no more- -Oh ! never more on me The freshness of the heart can fall like dew , Which out of ...
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Adeline Baba beautiful better blood Bowles call'd CANTO Catholic CIII Cossacks Darvell death devil Don Juan doubt e'er earth eyes face fair fame feelings gazed glory grace Greece grew Gulbeyaz Haidee hath head heart heaven hero houris human human clay Juan's Julia king knew lady late least leave less look look'd Lord LORD BYRON LXXII LXXXVI marriage mind moral Muse ne'er never night Note nought o'er once pass'd passion perhaps poet poetical poetry Pope pretty renegado rhyme Saint Saint Peter Samian wine scarce seem'd seen shore show'd sigh slight smile soul Spain spirit Stanza stood strange sublime Suwarrow sweet tears tell There's things thou thought true truth turn'd unto Voltaire Wat Tyler waves whate'er wind wish words XXXIII young youth
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Side 110 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Side 111 - 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?
Side 111 - 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!
Side 349 - Within a niche, nigh to its pinnacle, Twelve saints had once stood sanctified in stone; But these had fallen, not when the friars fell, But in the war which struck Charles from his throne...
Side 93 - Oh, Love ! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved ? Ah, why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh ? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to die : Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish.
Side 293 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping ' ' In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts ; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe, through their sea-coal canopy ; A huge dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head — and there is London town ! LXXXIII.
Side 503 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust, disused, and shine no more, My Mary!
Side 113 - Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses Instead of speech, may form a lasting link Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces Frail man, when paper — even a rag like this, Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his!
Side 67 - Brighten'd, and for a moment seem'd to roam, He squeezed from out a rag some drops of rain Into his dying child's mouth- but in vain. The boy expired- the father held the clay, And...
Side 86 - A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love, And beauty, all concentrating like rays Into one focus, kindled from above; Such kisses as belong to early days, Where heart, and soul, and sense, in concert move...