Childe Harold's pilgrimage, The giaour, The siege of Corinth [and other poems]. |
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Oh ! let that eye , which , wild as the gazelle's , Now brightly bold or beautifully shy , Wins as it wanders , dazzles where it dwells , Glance o'er this page , nor to my verse deny That smile for which my breast might vainly sigh ...
Oh ! let that eye , which , wild as the gazelle's , Now brightly bold or beautifully shy , Wins as it wanders , dazzles where it dwells , Glance o'er this page , nor to my verse deny That smile for which my breast might vainly sigh ...
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Where superstition once had made her den , Now Paphian girls were known to sing and smile ; And monks might deem their time was come agen , If ancient tales say true , nor wrong these holy men . VIII . Yet oft - times , in his maddest ...
Where superstition once had made her den , Now Paphian girls were known to sing and smile ; And monks might deem their time was come agen , If ancient tales say true , nor wrong these holy men . VIII . Yet oft - times , in his maddest ...
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... locks that foil the painter's power , Her fairy form , with more than female grace , Scarce would you deem that Saragoza's tower Beheld her smile in danger's Gorgon face , Thin the closed ranks , and lead in glory's fearful chase .
... locks that foil the painter's power , Her fairy form , with more than female grace , Scarce would you deem that Saragoza's tower Beheld her smile in danger's Gorgon face , Thin the closed ranks , and lead in glory's fearful chase .
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Still he beheld , nor mingled with the throng ; But view'd them not with misanthropic hate : Fain would he now have join'd the dance , the song ; But who may smile that sinks beneath his fate ? Nought that he saw his sadness could abate ...
Still he beheld , nor mingled with the throng ; But view'd them not with misanthropic hate : Fain would he now have join'd the dance , the song ; But who may smile that sinks beneath his fate ? Nought that he saw his sadness could abate ...
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... And all my solace is to know , Whate'er betides , I've known the worst . 9 . What is that worst ? Nay do not askIn pity from the search forbear : Smile on - nor venture to unmask Man's heart , and view the hell that's there .
... And all my solace is to know , Whate'er betides , I've known the worst . 9 . What is that worst ? Nay do not askIn pity from the search forbear : Smile on - nor venture to unmask Man's heart , and view the hell that's there .
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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 |
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