Childe Harold's Pilgrimage,: A Romaunt: and Other PoemsThomas Davison, 1814 - 304 頁 |
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第 14 頁
... dread the billows ' rage , Or tremble at the gale ? But dash the tear - drop from thine eye ; Our ship is swift and strong : Our fleetest falcon scarce can fly More merrily along . ” 4 . ' Let winds be shrill , let waves roll high , I ...
... dread the billows ' rage , Or tremble at the gale ? But dash the tear - drop from thine eye ; Our ship is swift and strong : Our fleetest falcon scarce can fly More merrily along . ” 4 . ' Let winds be shrill , let waves roll high , I ...
第 15 頁
... dread a French foeman ? Or shiver at the gale ? " — ' Deem'st thou I tremble for my life ? Sir Childe , I'm not so weak ; But thinking on an absent wife Will blanch a faithful cheek . 7 . ' My spouse and boys dwell near thy CANTO I. 15 ...
... dread a French foeman ? Or shiver at the gale ? " — ' Deem'st thou I tremble for my life ? Sir Childe , I'm not so weak ; But thinking on an absent wife Will blanch a faithful cheek . 7 . ' My spouse and boys dwell near thy CANTO I. 15 ...
第 38 頁
... dread , Now views the column - scattering bay'net jar , The falchion flash , and o'er the yet warm dead Stalks with Minerva's step where Mars might quake to tread . LV . Ye who shall marvel when you hear her tale , Oh ! had you known ...
... dread , Now views the column - scattering bay'net jar , The falchion flash , and o'er the yet warm dead Stalks with Minerva's step where Mars might quake to tread . LV . Ye who shall marvel when you hear her tale , Oh ! had you known ...
第 46 頁
... dread name both men and maids are sworn , And consecrate the oath with draught , and dance till morn , LXXI . All have their fooleries - not alike are thine , Fair Cadiz , rising o'er the dark blue sea ! Soon as the matin bell ...
... dread name both men and maids are sworn , And consecrate the oath with draught , and dance till morn , LXXI . All have their fooleries - not alike are thine , Fair Cadiz , rising o'er the dark blue sea ! Soon as the matin bell ...
第 65 頁
... dread sceptre and dominion dire Of men who never felt the sacred glow That thoughts of thee and thine on polish'd breasts bestow . " F II . Ancient of days ! august Athena ! where. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage . CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE ...
... dread sceptre and dominion dire Of men who never felt the sacred glow That thoughts of thee and thine on polish'd breasts bestow . " F II . Ancient of days ! august Athena ! where. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage . CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE ...
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第 17 頁 - And now I'm in the world alone, Upon the wide, wide sea : But why should I for others groan, When none will sigh for me ? Perchance my dog will whine in vain, Till fed by stranger hands ; But long ere I come back again He'd tear me where he stands.
第 113 頁 - tis haunted, holy ground, No earth of thine is lost in vulgar mould, But one vast realm of wonder spreads around, And all the Muse's tales seem truly told, Till the sense aches with gazing to behold The scenes our earliest dreams have dwelt upon: Each hill and dale, each deepening glen and wold Defies the power which crush'd thy temples gone: Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon.
第 112 頁 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his...
第 245 頁 - My heart in all, — save hope, — the same. Yet was I calm : I knew the time My breast would thrill before thy look ; But now to tremble were a crime — We met, — and not a nerve was shook. I saw thee gaze upon my face, Yet meet with no confusion there : One only feeling couldst thou trace ; The sullen calmness of despair. Away ! away ! my early dream Remembrance never must awake : Oh ! where is Lethe's fabled stream ? My foolish heart be still, or break.
第 107 頁 - Hereditary bondsmen ! know ye not Who would be free themselves must strike the blow ? By their right arms the conquest must be wrought?
第 232 頁 - Who didst not change through all the past, And canst not alter now. The love where Death has set his seal, Nor age can chill, nor rival steal, Nor falsehood disavow: And, what were worse, thou canst not see Or wrong, or change, or fault in me. The better days of life were ours; The worst can be but mine: The sun that cheers, the storm that lowers, Shall never more be thine. The silence of that dreamless sleep I envy now too much to weep; Nor need I to repine That all those charms have pass'd away,...
第 129 頁 - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice ; and thrice my peace was slain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
第 55 頁 - It is that weariness which springs From all I meet, or hear, or see : To me no pleasure Beauty brings ; Thine eyes have scarce a charm for me. 5. It is that settled, ceaseless gloom The fabled Hebrew wanderer bore : That will not look beyond the tomb, But cannot hope for rest before.
第 118 頁 - What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
第 68 頁 - Look on its broken arch, its ruined wall, Its chambers desolate, and portals foul : Yes, this was once Ambition's airy hall, The Dome of Thought, the Palace of the Soul...