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Side 113
Whatever star contain thy glory ; In the eternal depths of heaven , Albeit thou
watchest with “ the seven , ? * Though through space infinite and hoary Before
thy bright wings worlds be driven , Yet hear ! Oh ! think of her who holds thee
dear !
Whatever star contain thy glory ; In the eternal depths of heaven , Albeit thou
watchest with “ the seven , ? * Though through space infinite and hoary Before
thy bright wings worlds be driven , Yet hear ! Oh ! think of her who holds thee
dear !
Side 118
And now thou lov ' st not , Or think ' st thou lov ' st not , art thou happier ? Irad .
Japh . I pity thee . Irad . Me ! why ? Japh . For being happy , Deprived of that
which makes my misery . Irad . I take thy taunt as part of thy distemper , And
would not ...
And now thou lov ' st not , Or think ' st thou lov ' st not , art thou happier ? Irad .
Japh . I pity thee . Irad . Me ! why ? Japh . For being happy , Deprived of that
which makes my misery . Irad . I take thy taunt as part of thy distemper , And
would not ...
Side 131
Angel ! what Dost thou on earth when thou should ' st be on high ? Aza . Know ' st
thou not , or forget ' st thou , that a part Of our great function is to guard thine earth
? Japh . But all good angels have forsaken earth , Which is condemn ' d ; nay ...
Angel ! what Dost thou on earth when thou should ' st be on high ? Aza . Know ' st
thou not , or forget ' st thou , that a part Of our great function is to guard thine earth
? Japh . But all good angels have forsaken earth , Which is condemn ' d ; nay ...
Side 132
And dost thou think that we , With Cain ' s , the eldest born of Adam ' s , blood
Warm in our veins , - - strong Cain ! who was begotten In Paradise - would mingle
with Seth ' s children ? Seth , the last offspring of old Adam ' s dotage ? No , not to
...
And dost thou think that we , With Cain ' s , the eldest born of Adam ' s , blood
Warm in our veins , - - strong Cain ! who was begotten In Paradise - would mingle
with Seth ' s children ? Seth , the last offspring of old Adam ' s dotage ? No , not to
...
Side 205
Pour me the poison ; fear not thou ! , Thou canst not murder more than now : I ' ve
lived to curse my natal day , And Love , that thus can lingering slay . ' ) . 11 . My
wounded soul , my bleeding breast , Can patience preach thee into rest ?
Pour me the poison ; fear not thou ! , Thou canst not murder more than now : I ' ve
lived to curse my natal day , And Love , that thus can lingering slay . ' ) . 11 . My
wounded soul , my bleeding breast , Can patience preach thee into rest ?
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Anah appeared arms bear beautiful beneath better blood born breast breath chief Christian clouds dare dark dead dear death deep dream earth eternal face fall fear feel fell fire gave glory grave hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour immortal Japh land late leave less light live look lost mind Morgante mortal nature never night o'er ocean once Orlando pain pass past race rest rise rock round seemed seen shore silent smile soon sorrow soul sound spirit star stood sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thou art thought turn voice wall waters wave weep wild wind young
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Side 220 - THERE be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee ; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me : When, as if its sound were causing The charmed ocean's pausing, The waves lie still and gleaming, And the lull'd winds seem dreaming, And the midnight moon is weaving Her bright chain o'er the deep ; Whose breast is gently heaving, As an infant's asleep : So the spirit bows before thee, To listen and adore thee ; With a full but soft emotion, Like the swell of Summer's ocean.
Side 239 - I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air...
Side 237 - Though the day of my destiny's over, And the star of my fate hath declined, Thy soft heart refused to discover The faults which so many could find; Though thy soul with my grief was acquainted It shrunk not to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee.
Side 241 - The World was void, The populous and the powerful was a lump, Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless — A lump of death — a chaos of hard clay.
Side 249 - He fed on poisons, and they had no power, But were a kind of nutriment; he lived Through that which had been death to many men, And made him friends of mountains: with the stars And the quick Spirit of the Universe He held his dialogues; and they did teach To him the magic of their mysteries; To him the book of Night was open'd wide, And voices from the deep abyss reveal'd A marvel and a secret— Be it so.
Side 246 - That he was wretched, but she saw not all. He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp He took her hand ; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced, and then it faded, as it came, ; He...
Side 111 - AND it came to pass, when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them, that the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose.
Side 221 - But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs, which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Side 222 - Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts can thus be torn away: Still thine own its life retaineth, Still must mine, though bleeding, beat; And the undying thought which paineth Is — that we no more may meet.
Side 247 - I saw him stand Before an Altar— with a gentle bride; Her face was fair, but was not that which made The Starlight of his Boyhood;— as he stood Even at the Altar, o'er his brow there came The self-same aspect, and the quivering shock That in the antique Oratory shook His bosom in its solitude; and then— As in that hour— a moment o'er his...
Bibliografiske oplysninger
| Titel | The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, Bind 6 The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Forfatter | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| udgivet | 1824 |
| Oprindeligt fra | Oxford University |
| Digitaliseret | 25. sep 2006 |
| Eksporter henvisning | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |