Journal of the Conversations of Lord Byron: Noted During a Residence with His Lordship at Pisa, in the Years 1821 and 1822, 第 1 卷Wilder & Campbell, 1824 - 304 頁 |
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第 12 頁
... " But that which keepeth us apart is not " Distance , nor depth of wave , nor space of earth , " But the distraction of a various lot , " As various as the climate of our birth . " A stranger loves a lady of the land , 12 CONVERSATIONS OF.
... " But that which keepeth us apart is not " Distance , nor depth of wave , nor space of earth , " But the distraction of a various lot , " As various as the climate of our birth . " A stranger loves a lady of the land , 12 CONVERSATIONS OF.
第 13 頁
Thomas Medwin. " A stranger loves a lady of the land , " Born far beyond the mountains , but his blood " Is all meridian , as if never fann'd ። By the bleak wind that chills the polar flood . " My blood is all meridian ; were ... land, ...
Thomas Medwin. " A stranger loves a lady of the land , " Born far beyond the mountains , but his blood " Is all meridian , as if never fann'd ። By the bleak wind that chills the polar flood . " My blood is all meridian ; were ... land, ...
第 16 頁
... land of liberty , and wished well to their cause . I would have espoused it too , and assisted them to shake off their fetters . They knew my character , for I had been living two years at Venice , where many of the Ravennese have ...
... land of liberty , and wished well to their cause . I would have espoused it too , and assisted them to shake off their fetters . They knew my character , for I had been living two years at Venice , where many of the Ravennese have ...
第 29 頁
... land receding through " The growing waters - it unman's one quite . " - Don Juan , Canto II . Stanza 12 : " Self - exiled Harold wanders forth again , With nought of hope left . " Childe Harold , Canto III . Stanza 16 : abuse and ...
... land receding through " The growing waters - it unman's one quite . " - Don Juan , Canto II . Stanza 12 : " Self - exiled Harold wanders forth again , With nought of hope left . " Childe Harold , Canto III . Stanza 16 : abuse and ...
第 77 頁
... land , -the wind blowing off the shore , and the tide setting out : Crowds of people were collected on the beach to see us . Mr. ( I think he said Hobhouse ) was with me ; and , " he added , " I had great difficulty in sav- ing him he ...
... land , -the wind blowing off the shore , and the tide setting out : Crowds of people were collected on the beach to see us . Mr. ( I think he said Hobhouse ) was with me ; and , " he added , " I had great difficulty in sav- ing him he ...
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第 75 頁 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But nothing he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
第 75 頁 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
第 90 頁 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
第 16 頁 - Sweet hour of twilight ! — in the solitude Of the pine forest, and the silent shore Which bounds Ravenna's immemorial wood, Rooted where once the Adrian wave flow'd o'er, To where the last Caesarean fortress stood, Evergreen forest!
第 35 頁 - I have a passion for the name of " Mary," For once it was a magic sound to me, And still it half calls up the realms of fairy, Where I beheld what never was to be ; All feelings changed, but this was last to vary, A spell from which even yet I am not quite free : But I grow sad — and let a tale grow cold, Which must not be pathetically told.
第 75 頁 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
第 181 頁 - His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue; And a light spear topped with a cypress cone, Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasped it; of that crew He came the last, neglected and apart; A herd-abandoned deer struck by the hunter's dart.
第 181 頁 - Midst others of less note came one frail form, A phantom among men, companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm, Whose thunder is its knell.
第 69 頁 - And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep ; and if I weep, Tis that our nature cannot always bring Itself to apathy...
第 162 頁 - I know not who may conquer : if I could Have such a prescience, it should be no bar To this my plain, sworn, downright detestation Of every despotism in every nation.