The works of ... lord Byron, 第 7-8 卷 |
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第 12 頁
But who can view the ripened rose , nor seek To wear it ? who can curiously behold The smoothness and the sheen of beauty's cheek , Nor feel the heart can never all grow old ? Who can contemplate Fame through clouds unfold The star ...
But who can view the ripened rose , nor seek To wear it ? who can curiously behold The smoothness and the sheen of beauty's cheek , Nor feel the heart can never all grow old ? Who can contemplate Fame through clouds unfold The star ...
第 25 頁
... or never been ; For daring made thy rise as fall ; thou'seek'st Even now so re - assume the imperial mien , Aud shake again the world , the Thunderer of the scene ! XXXVII . Conqueror and captive of the earth art thou !
... or never been ; For daring made thy rise as fall ; thou'seek'st Even now so re - assume the imperial mien , Aud shake again the world , the Thunderer of the scene ! XXXVII . Conqueror and captive of the earth art thou !
第 38 頁
... from whence the flight Of baffled foes was watch'd along the plain : But Peace destroy'd what War could never blight , And laid those proud roofs bare to Summer's rain On which the iron shower for years had pour'd in vain . - LIX .
... from whence the flight Of baffled foes was watch'd along the plain : But Peace destroy'd what War could never blight , And laid those proud roofs bare to Summer's rain On which the iron shower for years had pour'd in vain . - LIX .
第 49 頁
Since cause might be which skill could never find ; But he was phrenzied by disease or woe , To that worst pitch of all , which wears a reasoning show . LXXXI . For then he was inspired , and from him came , As from the Pythian's mystic ...
Since cause might be which skill could never find ; But he was phrenzied by disease or woe , To that worst pitch of all , which wears a reasoning show . LXXXI . For then he was inspired , and from him came , As from the Pythian's mystic ...
第 66 頁
... whom the shadows of far years extend : Albeit my brow thou never should'st behold , My voice shall with thy future visions blend , And reach into thy heart , when mine is cold , - A token and a tone , even from thy father's mould .
... whom the shadows of far years extend : Albeit my brow thou never should'st behold , My voice shall with thy future visions blend , And reach into thy heart , when mine is cold , - A token and a tone , even from thy father's mould .
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第 20 頁 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
第 184 頁 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals; The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
第 94 頁 - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
第 11 頁 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
第 183 頁 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
第 18 頁 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
第 154 頁 - Oh Love ! no habitant of earth thou art — An unseen seraph, we believe in thee, A faith whose martyrs are the broken heart, But never yet hath seen, nor e'er shall see The naked eye, thy form, as it should be ; The mind hath made thee, as it peopled heaven, Even with its own desiring phantasy, And to a thought such shape and image given, As haunts the unquench'd soul — parch'd — wearied — wrung — and riven.
第 158 頁 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, ' And shadows forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower.
第 36 頁 - The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strew'da scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me.
第 19 頁 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street: On with the dance! let joy be unconfined: No sleep till morn when youth and pleasure meet, To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.