The Works of Lord Byron: Comprising the Suppressed Poems, Bind 4–5A. and W. Galignani, 1826 |
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Side 8
... heard on high , Blooms blushing to her lover's tale : His queen , the garden queen , his rose , Unbent by winds , unchill'd by snows , Far from the winters of the west , By every breeze and season blest , Returns the sweets by nature ...
... heard on high , Blooms blushing to her lover's tale : His queen , the garden queen , his rose , Unbent by winds , unchill'd by snows , Far from the winters of the west , By every breeze and season blest , Returns the sweets by nature ...
Side 12
... heard it first had cause to grieve . * * Far , dark , along the blue sea glancing , The shadows of the rocks advancing , Start on the fisher's eye like boat Of island - pirate or Mainote ; And fearful for his light caique , He shuns the ...
... heard it first had cause to grieve . * * Far , dark , along the blue sea glancing , The shadows of the rocks advancing , Start on the fisher's eye like boat Of island - pirate or Mainote ; And fearful for his light caique , He shuns the ...
Side 17
... heard to rage , regret , rejoice ; The last sad note that swell'd the gale Was woman's wildest funeral wail : That quenched in silence , all is still , But the lattice that flaps when the wind is shrill : Though raves the gust , and ...
... heard to rage , regret , rejoice ; The last sad note that swell'd the gale Was woman's wildest funeral wail : That quenched in silence , all is still , But the lattice that flaps when the wind is shrill : Though raves the gust , and ...
Side 38
... heard Of his one holy vow nor word .. Lo ! -mark ye , as the harmony Peals louder praises to the sky , That livid cheek , that stony air Of mix'd defiance and despair ! Saint Francis , keep him from the shrine ! Else may we dread the ...
... heard Of his one holy vow nor word .. Lo ! -mark ye , as the harmony Peals louder praises to the sky , That livid cheek , that stony air Of mix'd defiance and despair ! Saint Francis , keep him from the shrine ! Else may we dread the ...
Side 63
... heard from Leoné ( a prisoner set ashore some days after ) of the intended attack of the Mainotes , mentioned , with the cause of its not taking place , in the notes to Childe Harold , Canto 2d . I was at some pains to question the man ...
... heard from Leoné ( a prisoner set ashore some days after ) of the intended attack of the Mainotes , mentioned , with the cause of its not taking place , in the notes to Childe Harold , Canto 2d . I was at some pains to question the man ...
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accents Amaun apostolic palace arms band beheld beneath blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath bride BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow CANTO Cavalier Servente Cephisus cheek Conrad CORSAIR crime dare dark dead death deeds deep doom dread earth Ezzelin fair faithless fate fear feel fell fix'd foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave Greece grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven hope hour Houris knew land Lara Lara's light lips living lonely look look'd Morea Mussulman ne'er never night Note numbers o'er once Pacha pale Pallas Parisina pass'd pride rest rose round scarce seem'd Selim she-the shine shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent slave smile soothe soul sound steed stern stood strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought Timariot turn'd voice wall wave Whate'er wild words wound youth Zuleika
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Side 157 - Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Side 172 - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count — I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote...
Side 169 - For he would never thus have flown, And left me twice so doubly lone, — Lone — as the corse within its shroud, Lone — as a solitary cloud, A single cloud on a sunny day, While all the rest of heaven is clear, A frown upon the atmosphere, That hath no business to appear When skies are blue, and earth is gay.
Side 9 - The fixed yet tender traits that streak The languor of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy...
Side 166 - I found him not. 7 only stirred in this black spot; / only lived — / only drew The accursed breath of dungeon-dew; The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
Side 166 - And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot ! A little talk of better days, A little hope my own...
Side 9 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers...
Side 172 - These heavy walls to me had grown A hermitage — and all my own! And half I felt as they were come To tear me from a second home...
Side 170 - Who loved me in a human shape; And the whole earth would henceforth be A wider prison unto me : No child — no sire — no kin had I, No partner in my misery; I...
Side 163 - And I have felt the winter's spray Wash through the bars when winds were high And wanton in the happy sky; And then the very rock hath rock'd, And I have felt it shake unshock'd, Because I could have smiled to see The death that would have set me free.