The Works of Lord Byron: Lara. Siege of Corinth. Parisina. The prisoner of Chillon. Beppo. MazeppaJohn Murray, 1821 |
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... tear ; Nor cloud shall gather more , nor leaf shall fall , 660 Nor gale breathe forth one sigh for thee , for all ; But creeping things shall revel in their spoil , And fit thy clay to fertilize the soil . II . ' Tis morn - ' tis noon ...
... tear ; Nor cloud shall gather more , nor leaf shall fall , 660 Nor gale breathe forth one sigh for thee , for all ; But creeping things shall revel in their spoil , And fit thy clay to fertilize the soil . II . ' Tis morn - ' tis noon ...
Side 52
... tear from thence his fixed glance ; And when in raising him from where he bore Within his arms the form that felt no more , He saw the head his breast would still sustain , Roll down like earth to earth upon the plain ; He did not dash ...
... tear from thence his fixed glance ; And when in raising him from where he bore Within his arms the form that felt no more , He saw the head his breast would still sustain , Roll down like earth to earth upon the plain ; He did not dash ...
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... tears were few , her wailing never loud ; But furious would you tear her from the spot Where yet she scarce believed that he was not , 1250 Her eye shot forth with all the living fire That haunts the tigress in her whelpless ire ; But ...
... tears were few , her wailing never loud ; But furious would you tear her from the spot Where yet she scarce believed that he was not , 1250 Her eye shot forth with all the living fire That haunts the tigress in her whelpless ire ; But ...
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... tear 579 585 " From off thy faithless brow , and swear " Thine injured country's sons to spare , " Or thou art lost ; and never shalt see " Not earth - that's past - but heaven or me " If this thou dost accord , albeit " A THE SIEGE OF ...
... tear 579 585 " From off thy faithless brow , and swear " Thine injured country's sons to spare , " Or thou art lost ; and never shalt see " Not earth - that's past - but heaven or me " If this thou dost accord , albeit " A THE SIEGE OF ...
Side 131
... tear on tear grows gathering still . XI . And he for her had also wept , But for the eyes that on him gazed : His sorrow , if he felt it , slept ; Stern and erect his brow was raised . Whate'er the grief his soul avow'd , He would not ...
... tear on tear grows gathering still . XI . And he for her had also wept , But for the eyes that on him gazed : His sorrow , if he felt it , slept ; Stern and erect his brow was raised . Whate'er the grief his soul avow'd , He would not ...
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accents apostolic palace appear'd beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom bound breast breath brow call'd Cavalier Servente Charles XII cheek CHILLON cold dare dark dead death deep dread dream dungeon earth Ezzelin faint falchion fame fear feel fell felt fix'd forget gather'd gazed Geneve Giorgione glance grave grew half hand hath head heard heart heaven Hetman hope horsetails hour Kaled knew Lara Lara's Laura less limbs lips look look'd LORD BYRON Mazeppa Minotti ne'er never night nought numbers o'er once Otho Otho's Parisina pass'd past PRISONER OF CHILLON renegado rest roll'd rose round scarce seem'd shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent sire smile soul sound steed stood tale tears thee thine things thou thought thousand Turcoman Turks turn'd twas Venice voice wall waves Whate'er wild words wound youth
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Side 168 - In this last loss, of all the most ! And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness, More slowly drawn, grew less and less...
Side 173 - And then there was a little isle Which in my very face did smile, The only one in view ; A small green isle, it seem'd no more, Scarce broader than my dungeon floor, But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing, Of gentle breath and hue.
Side 160 - My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare; But this was for my father's faith I suffer'd chains and courted death...
Side 161 - A sunbeam which hath lost its way, And through the crevice and the cleft Of the thick wall is fallen and left; Creeping o'er the floor so damp, Like a marsh's meteor lamp. And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain...
Side 170 - But knowing well captivity, Sweet bird! I could not wish for thine! Or if it were, in winged guise, A visitant from Paradise; For— Heaven forgive that thought!
Side 164 - A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave. Below the surface of the lake The dark vault lies wherein we lay, We heard it ripple night and day; Sounding o'er our heads it...
Side 166 - God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Side 12 - All was so still, so soft in earth and air, You scarce would start to meet a spirit there ; Secure that nought of evil could delight To walk in such a scene, on such a night...
Side 172 - 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 thought of this, and I was glad, For thought of them had made me mad ; But I was curious to ascend To my barr'd windows, and to bend Once more, upon the mountains high, The quiet of a loving eye.
Side 170 - None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink, Had brought me back to feel and think. I know not if it late were free, Or broke its cage to perch on mine, But knowing well captivity, Sweet bird ! I could not wish for thine.