The Works of Lord Byron: Including the Suppressed Poems. Complete in One VolumeA. and W. Galignani, 1828 - 718 頁 |
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第 427 頁
... ARNOLD . I was born so , mother ! BERTHA . Out ! Thou incubus ! thou nightmare ! of seven sons The sole abortion ! ARNOLD . Would that I had been so , And never seen the light ! BERTHA . I would so too ! But as thou hast — hence , hence ...
... ARNOLD . I was born so , mother ! BERTHA . Out ! Thou incubus ! thou nightmare ! of seven sons The sole abortion ! ARNOLD . Would that I had been so , And never seen the light ! BERTHA . I would so too ! But as thou hast — hence , hence ...
第 428 頁
... ARNOLD . Do you dare you STRANGER . To taunt me with my born deformity ? Were I to taunt a buffalo with this Cloven foot of thine , or the swift dromedary [ ARNOLD places the knife in the ground , with With thy sublime of humps , the ...
... ARNOLD . Do you dare you STRANGER . To taunt me with my born deformity ? Were I to taunt a buffalo with this Cloven foot of thine , or the swift dromedary [ ARNOLD places the knife in the ground , with With thy sublime of humps , the ...
第 429 頁
... ARNOLD . On what condition ? STRANGER . There's a question ! An hour ago you would have given your soul To look like other men , and now you pause To wear the form of heroes ! ARNOLD . No ; I will not . I must not compromise my soul ...
... ARNOLD . On what condition ? STRANGER . There's a question ! An hour ago you would have given your soul To look like other men , and now you pause To wear the form of heroes ! ARNOLD . No ; I will not . I must not compromise my soul ...
第 430 頁
... ARNOLD falls senseless ; his soul passes into the. Invest thee with his form ? ARNOLD . Would that I had Been born with it ! But since I may chuse further , I will look further . Emanation of a thing more glorious still . Was he e'er ...
... ARNOLD falls senseless ; his soul passes into the. Invest thee with his form ? ARNOLD . Would that I had Been born with it ! But since I may chuse further , I will look further . Emanation of a thing more glorious still . Was he e'er ...
第 431 頁
... ARNOLD . Then let it be as thou deem'st best . STRANGER . Thou shalt be beauteous as the thing thou see'st , And strong as what it was , and- ARNOLD . I ask not For valour , since deformity is daring . It is its essence to o'ertake ...
... ARNOLD . Then let it be as thou deem'st best . STRANGER . Thou shalt be beauteous as the thing thou see'st , And strong as what it was , and- ARNOLD . I ask not For valour , since deformity is daring . It is its essence to o'ertake ...
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第 60 頁 - Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.
第 65 頁 - All heaven and earth are still — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep...
第 210 頁 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom 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...
第 64 頁 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me ; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...
第 62 頁 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here ; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine ! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath...
第 238 頁 - gin to fear that thou art past all aid From me and from my calling; yet so young, I still would— Man. Look on me! there is an order Of mortals on the earth, who do become Old in their youth, and die ere middle age, Without the violence of warlike death; Some perishing of pleasure, some of study, Some worn with toil, some of mere weariness, Some of disease, and some insanity, And some of wither'd or of broken hearts; For this last is a malady which slays More than are number'd in the lists of Fate,...
第 62 頁 - And peasant girls, with deep blue eyes, And hands which offer early flowers, Walk smiling o'er this paradise; Above, the frequent feudal towers Through green leaves lift their walls of gray, And many a rock which steeply lowers, And noble arch in proud decay, Look o'er this vale of vintage bowers; But one thing want these banks of Rhine, — Thy gentle hand to clasp in mine!
第 230 頁 - The future, till the past be gulfd in darkness, It is not of my search. — My mother Earth ! And thou fresh breaking Day, and you, ye Mountains, Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye.
第 209 頁 - And I have felt the winter's spray Wash through the bars when winds were high And wanton in the happy sky; And then the very rock hath...
第 66 頁 - ... in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.