The Works of Lord Byron Complete in One VolumeH.L. Broenner, 1826 - 774 頁 |
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第 44 頁
... head . And Sanguinetto tells ye where the dead Made the earth wet , and turn'd the unwil- ling waters red . But thou , Clitumnus ! in thy sweetest wave Of the most living crystal that was e'er The haunt of river - nymph , to gaze and ...
... head . And Sanguinetto tells ye where the dead Made the earth wet , and turn'd the unwil- ling waters red . But thou , Clitumnus ! in thy sweetest wave Of the most living crystal that was e'er The haunt of river - nymph , to gaze and ...
第 52 頁
... head sinks gradually low- And through his side the last drops , ebbing " While stands the Coliseum , Rome shall Then in this magic circle raise the dead : Heroes have trod this spot - ' tis on their dust ye tread . slow From the red ...
... head sinks gradually low- And through his side the last drops , ebbing " While stands the Coliseum , Rome shall Then in this magic circle raise the dead : Heroes have trod this spot - ' tis on their dust ye tread . slow From the red ...
第 54 頁
... head discrown'd , with maternal grief whom her breast yields no relief . And pale , but lovely , She clasps a babe , to Scion of chiefs and monarchs , where art thou ? Fond hope of many nations , art thou dead ? Could not the grave ...
... head discrown'd , with maternal grief whom her breast yields no relief . And pale , but lovely , She clasps a babe , to Scion of chiefs and monarchs , where art thou ? Fond hope of many nations , art thou dead ? Could not the grave ...
第 69 頁
... head whose eye beheld My child Zuleika's face unveil'd ! ) Hence , lead my daughter from her tower ; Her fate is fix'd this very hour : Yet not to her repeat my thought ; By me alone be duty taught ! " " Pacha ! to hear is to obey ...
... head whose eye beheld My child Zuleika's face unveil'd ! ) Hence , lead my daughter from her tower ; Her fate is fix'd this very hour : Yet not to her repeat my thought ; By me alone be duty taught ! " " Pacha ! to hear is to obey ...
第 71 頁
... head was leant upon his hand , His eye look'd o'er the dark blue water That swiftly glides and gently swells Between the winding Dardanelles ; But yet he saw nor sea nor strand Nor even his Pacha's turban'd band Mix in the game of mimic ...
... head was leant upon his hand , His eye look'd o'er the dark blue water That swiftly glides and gently swells Between the winding Dardanelles ; But yet he saw nor sea nor strand Nor even his Pacha's turban'd band Mix in the game of mimic ...
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第 26 頁 - hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes :— How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill ! But with the breath which fill* Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instil« The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's
第 590 頁 - of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail ; And the tente were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unliftcd, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur
第 56 頁 - to me Were a delight, and if the freshening sea Made them a terror—'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—aa I do
第 56 頁 - ere sudden partings, such at press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated ; who could If evermore should
第 55 頁 - not a spoil for him,—thou dost arise And shake him from thce ; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise. Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply
第 201 頁 - They have a king who buys and sells ; In native swords, and native ranks, The only hope of courage dwells; But Turkish force, and Latin fraud, Would break your shield, however broad. Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! Our virgins dance beneath the shade— I see their glorious black eyes