Childe Harold's pilgrimage, The giaour, The siege of Corinth [and other poems]. |
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... scathed by fire , the green sward's darken'd vest Tells that the foe was Andalusia's guest : Here was the camp , the watch - flame , and the host , Here the bold peasant storm'd the dragon's nest ; Still does he mark it with ...
... scathed by fire , the green sward's darken'd vest Tells that the foe was Andalusia's guest : Here was the camp , the watch - flame , and the host , Here the bold peasant storm'd the dragon's nest ; Still does he mark it with ...
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And counsel sage , and patriotic zeal , The veteran's skill , youth's fire , and manhood's heart of steel ? LIV . Is it for this the Spanish maid , aroused , Hangs on the willow her unstrung guitar , And , all unsex'd , the anlace hath ...
And counsel sage , and patriotic zeal , The veteran's skill , youth's fire , and manhood's heart of steel ? LIV . Is it for this the Spanish maid , aroused , Hangs on the willow her unstrung guitar , And , all unsex'd , the anlace hath ...
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But ne'er didst thou , fair mount ! when Greece was young , See round thy giant base a brighter choir , Nor e'er did Delphi , when her priestess sung The Pythian hymn with more than mortal fire , Behold a train more fitting to inspire ...
But ne'er didst thou , fair mount ! when Greece was young , See round thy giant base a brighter choir , Nor e'er did Delphi , when her priestess sung The Pythian hymn with more than mortal fire , Behold a train more fitting to inspire ...
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Didst never yet one mortal song inspireGoddess of wisdom ! here thy temple was , And is , despite of war and wasting fire , And years , that bade thy worship to expire ; But worse than steel , and flame , and ages slow , Is the dread ...
Didst never yet one mortal song inspireGoddess of wisdom ! here thy temple was , And is , despite of war and wasting fire , And years , that bade thy worship to expire ; But worse than steel , and flame , and ages slow , Is the dread ...
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Dark Sappho ! conld not verse immortal save That breast imbued with such immortal fire ? Could she not live who life eternal gave ? If life eternal may await the lyre , That only heaven to which earth's children may aspire . XL .
Dark Sappho ! conld not verse immortal save That breast imbued with such immortal fire ? Could she not live who life eternal gave ? If life eternal may await the lyre , That only heaven to which earth's children may aspire . XL .
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第 470 頁 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! A SPIRIT PASS'D BEFORE ME.
第 469 頁 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
第 119 頁 - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
第 102 頁 - Last eve in beauty's circle proudly gay ; The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent...
第 153 頁 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within her...
第 100 頁 - As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before ! Arm! Arm! it is! — it is! — the cannon's opening roar!
第 100 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 225 頁 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd...
第 178 頁 - Oh! that the Desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love but only her ! Ye elements ! — in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted — can ye not Accord me such a being?
第 106 頁 - Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked head, And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.
書目資訊
| 書名 | Childe Harold's pilgrimage, The giaour, The siege of Corinth [and other poems]. |
| 作者 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| 出版日期 | 1832 |
| 來源： | 牛津大學 |
| 已數位化 | 2007年6月20日 |
| 匯出書目資料 | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |