The Works of Lord Byron, 第 1 卷Carey, 1843 |
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... earth without his wing , And guileless beyond Hope's imagining ! And surely she who now so fondly rears Thy youth , in thee , thus hourly brightening , Beholds the rainbow of her future years , Before whose heavenly hues all sorrow ...
... earth without his wing , And guileless beyond Hope's imagining ! And surely she who now so fondly rears Thy youth , in thee , thus hourly brightening , Beholds the rainbow of her future years , Before whose heavenly hues all sorrow ...
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... earth , Mine dares not call thee from thy sacred hill : Yet there I've wander'd by thy vaunted rill ; Yes ! sigh'd o'er Delphi's long deserted shrine , ( 1 ) Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the ...
... earth , Mine dares not call thee from thy sacred hill : Yet there I've wander'd by thy vaunted rill ; Yes ! sigh'd o'er Delphi's long deserted shrine , ( 1 ) Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the ...
第 12 頁
... Earth's central line . XII . The sails were fill'd , and fair the light winds blew , As glad to waft him from his native home ; And fast the white rocks faded from his view , And soon were lost in circumambient foam : And then , it may ...
... Earth's central line . XII . The sails were fill'd , and fair the light winds blew , As glad to waft him from his native home ; And fast the white rocks faded from his view , And soon were lost in circumambient foam : And then , it may ...
第 13 頁
... Earth . Deserted is my own good hall , Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall ; My dog howls at the gate . 3 . " Come hither , hither , my little page ! Why dost thou weep and wail ? Or dost thou dread the billows ...
... Earth . Deserted is my own good hall , Its hearth is desolate ; Wild weeds are gathering on the wall ; My dog howls at the gate . 3 . " Come hither , hither , my little page ! Why dost thou weep and wail ? Or dost thou dread the billows ...
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... earth from fellest foemen purge . XVI . What beauties doth Lisboa first unfold ! Her image floating on that noble tide , Which poets vainly pave with sands of gold , But now whereon a thousand keels did ride Of mighty strength , since ...
... earth from fellest foemen purge . XVI . What beauties doth Lisboa first unfold ! Her image floating on that noble tide , Which poets vainly pave with sands of gold , But now whereon a thousand keels did ride Of mighty strength , since ...
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第 105 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 104 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...
第 190 頁 - twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
第 190 頁 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld thou rollest now.
第 472 頁 - Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray — An eye of most transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot, — A little talk of better days, A little hope my own...
第 66 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 honied wealth...
第 190 頁 - Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
第 126 頁 - The sky is changed! — and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! 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 468 頁 - And through the crevice and the cleft Of the thick wall is fallen and left: Creeping o'er the floor so damp, Like a marsh's meteor lamp: And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain; That iron is a cankering thing! For in these limbs its teeth remain...
第 124 頁 - He is an evening reveller who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still, There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil. Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.