The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, Bind 3R. W. Pomeroy, 1824 |
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Side 26
... thou be king ? Doge . Yes - of a happy people . Is . Ber . Would'st thou be sovereign lord of Venice ? Doge . Ay : If that the people shared that sovereignty , So that 26 Act I. MARINO FALIERO ,
... thou be king ? Doge . Yes - of a happy people . Is . Ber . Would'st thou be sovereign lord of Venice ? Doge . Ay : If that the people shared that sovereignty , So that 26 Act I. MARINO FALIERO ,
Side 27
... thou wast born and still hast lived patri- cian . Doge . In evil hour was I so born ; my birth Hath made me Doge to be insulted : but I lived and toil'd a soldier and a servant Of Venice and her people , not the senate ; Their good and ...
... thou wast born and still hast lived patri- cian . Doge . In evil hour was I so born ; my birth Hath made me Doge to be insulted : but I lived and toil'd a soldier and a servant Of Venice and her people , not the senate ; Their good and ...
Side 28
... thou , my injured subject , When I can neither right myself nor thee . Is . Ber . You shall do both , if you possess the will ; And many thousands more not less oppress'd , Who wait but for a signal - will you give it ? Doge . You speak ...
... thou , my injured subject , When I can neither right myself nor thee . Is . Ber . You shall do both , if you possess the will ; And many thousands more not less oppress'd , Who wait but for a signal - will you give it ? Doge . You speak ...
Side 31
... thou But will regard thee with a filial feeling , So that thou keep'st a father's faith with them . [ doubtest , Doge . The die is cast . Where is the place of meeting ? Is . Ber . At midnight I will be alone and mask'd Where'er your ...
... thou But will regard thee with a filial feeling , So that thou keep'st a father's faith with them . [ doubtest , Doge . The die is cast . Where is the place of meeting ? Is . Ber . At midnight I will be alone and mask'd Where'er your ...
Side 42
... thou art faultless . Hadst thou But had a different husband , any husband In Venice save the Doge , this blight , this brand , This blasphemy had never fallen upon thee . So young , so beautiful , so good , so pure , To suffer this ...
... thou art faultless . Hadst thou But had a different husband , any husband In Venice save the Doge , this blight , this brand , This blasphemy had never fallen upon thee . So young , so beautiful , so good , so pure , To suffer this ...
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abbot aught Avogadori behold Bertram blood Bonnivard breath brow call'd Capi che fu chief Consiglieri Consiglio Cortana council council of ten death detto Dieci Doge Doge of Venice doom doth ducal duke earth eyes father fear feel furono gate Giovanni Giunta hath head heart heaven honour hour Israel king knew less liero limbs Lioni live lord Marco Marco Giustiniani Marino Faliero Mazeppa Messer Michael Michel Steno Morgante ne'er never Niccolo Nicoletto night noble nought o'er Orlando palace passions patrician peril Petrarch Philip Calendaro Pietro prince proud quale Saint Mark's Saint Peter Sathan seem'd senate sentence Sestiero shame siege of Zara Signor soul sovereign speak spirit sword thee thine things thou hast thought thousand throne tomb traitor Treviso Trivisano twas unto Venice words wrath
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Side 176 - And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain; That iron is a cankering thing, For in these limbs its teeth remain, With marks that will not wear away...
Side 185 - 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 187 - 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 : With spiders I had friendship made, And watch'd them in their sullen trade...
Side 178 - Lake Leman lies by Chillon's walls: A thousand feet in depth below Its massy waters meet and flow; Thus much the fathom-line was sent From Chillon's snow-white battlement, Which round about the wave enthralls: A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave.
Side 182 - 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 187 - With spiders I had friendship made, And watched them in their sullen trade; Had seen the mice by moonlight play — And why should I feel less than they? We were all inmates of one place, And I, the monarch of each race, Had power to kill; yet, strange to tell! In quiet we had learned to dwell. My very chains and I grew friends, So much a long communion tends To make us what we are: — even I Regained my freedom with a sigh.
Side 179 - 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 180 - Like brutes within an iron den ; But what were these to us or him? These wasted not his heart or limb ; My brother's soul was of that mould Which in a palace had grown cold, Had his free breathing been denied The range of the steep mountain's side; But why delay the truth?
Side 187 - 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 ; At last men came to set me free...
Side 175 - 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...