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... wide : Fresh lessons to the thinking bosom , how Vain are the pleasaunces on earth supplied ; Swept into wrecks anon by Time's ungentle tide ! XXIV . 4 Behold the hall where chiefs were late Canto I. 23 PILGRIMAGE . 23.
... wide : Fresh lessons to the thinking bosom , how Vain are the pleasaunces on earth supplied ; Swept into wrecks anon by Time's ungentle tide ! XXIV . 4 Behold the hall where chiefs were late Canto I. 23 PILGRIMAGE . 23.
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... chiefs were late convened ! * Oh ! dome displeasing unto British eye ! With diadem hight foolscap , lo ! a fiend , A little fiend that scoffs incessantly , There sits in parchment robe arrayed , and by His side is hung a seal and sable ...
... chiefs were late convened ! * Oh ! dome displeasing unto British eye ! With diadem hight foolscap , lo ! a fiend , A little fiend that scoffs incessantly , There sits in parchment robe arrayed , and by His side is hung a seal and sable ...
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... Chief's unwholesome reign ? No step between submission and a grave ? The rise of rapine and the fall of Spain ? And doth the Power that man adores ordain Their doom , nor heed the suppliant's appeal ? Is all that desperate Valour acts ...
... Chief's unwholesome reign ? No step between submission and a grave ? The rise of rapine and the fall of Spain ? And doth the Power that man adores ordain Their doom , nor heed the suppliant's appeal ? Is all that desperate Valour acts ...
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... chief is slain - she fills his fatal post ; Her fellows flee - she checks their base career ; The foe retires - she heads the sallying host : Who can appease like her a lover's ghost ? Who can avenge so well a leader's fall ? What maid ...
... chief is slain - she fills his fatal post ; Her fellows flee - she checks their base career ; The foe retires - she heads the sallying host : Who can appease like her a lover's ghost ? Who can avenge so well a leader's fall ? What maid ...
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... , The crowds loud shout and ladies lovely glance , Best prize of better acts , they bear away , And all that kings or chiefs e'er gain their toils repay . LXXIV . In costly sheen and gaudy cloak arrayed , 48 Canto I. CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... , The crowds loud shout and ladies lovely glance , Best prize of better acts , they bear away , And all that kings or chiefs e'er gain their toils repay . LXXIV . In costly sheen and gaudy cloak arrayed , 48 Canto I. CHILDE HAROLD'S.
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第 30 頁 - By Heaven ! it is a splendid sight to see (For one who hath no friend, no brother there) Their rival scarfs of mix'd embroidery, Their various arms that glitter in the air ! What gallant war-hounds rouse them from their lair, And gnash their fangs, loud yelling for the prey ! All join the chase, but few the triumph share ; The Grave shall bear the chiefest prize away, And Havoc scarce for joy can number their array.
第 29 頁 - Tyrants and tyrants' slaves ? — the fires of death, The bale-fires flash on high : — from rock to rock Each volley tells that thousands cease to breathe : Death rides upon the sulphury Siroc, Red Battle stamps his foot, and nations feel the shock.
第 12 頁 - A few short hours, and he will rise To give the morrow birth; And I shall hail the main and skies, But not my mother earth. Deserted is my own good hall, Its hearth is desolate; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall, My dog howls at the gate. »Come hither, hither, my little page: Why dost thou weep and wail? Or dost thou 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«.
第 75 頁 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
第 19 頁 - Lo ! Cintra's glorious Eden intervenes In variegated maze of mount and glen. Ah, me ! what hand can pencil guide, or pen, To follow half on which the eye dilates...
第 112 頁 - The flying Mede, his shaftless broken bow ; The fiery Greek, his red pursuing spear ; Mountains above, Earth's, Ocean's plain below ; Death in the front, Destruction in the rear ! Such was the scene...
第 109 頁 - And yet how lovely in thine age of woe, Land of lost gods and godlike men! art thou! Thy vales of ever-green, thy hills of snow Proclaim thee Nature's varied favourite now : Thy fanes, thy temples to thy surface bow, Commingling slowly with heroic earth, Broke by the share of every rustic plough s So perish monuments of mortal birth, So perish all in turn, save well-recorded Worth ; *** v - 4 LXXXVI.
第 66 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 ! Behold through each lack-lustre, eyeless hole, The gay recess of Wisdom and of Wit, And Passion's host, that never brooked control : Can all, saint, sage, or sophist ever writ, People this lonely tower, this tenement refit ? Well didst thou speak, Athena's wisest son ! " All that we know is, nothing can be known.
第 110 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 103 頁 - And long accustom'd bondage uncreate? Not such thy sons who whilome did await, The hopeless warriors of a willing doom, In bleak Thermopylae's sepulchral strait— Oh ! who that gallant spirit shall resume, Leap from Eurotas' banks, and call thee from the tomb?