The works of lord Byron including his suppressed poemsA. and W. Galignani, 1827 - 727 頁 |
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... Deep in its fountain , lest it overboil In the hot throng , where we become the spoil Of our infection , till too late and long We may deplore and struggle with the coil , In wretched interchange of wrong for wrong , Midst a contentious ...
... Deep in its fountain , lest it overboil In the hot throng , where we become the spoil Of our infection , till too late and long We may deplore and struggle with the coil , In wretched interchange of wrong for wrong , Midst a contentious ...
第 65 頁
... deep wounds ever closed without a scar ? The heart's bleed longest , and but heal to wear That which disfigures it ; and they who war With their own hopes , and have been vanquish'd , bear ence , but not submission : in his lair Fixd ...
... deep wounds ever closed without a scar ? The heart's bleed longest , and but heal to wear That which disfigures it ; and they who war With their own hopes , and have been vanquish'd , bear ence , but not submission : in his lair Fixd ...
第 67 頁
... deep , and hath a sound , And sense , and sight of sweetness ; here the Rhone Hath spread himself a couch , the Alps have reard a throne . CV . Lausanne ! and Ferney ! ye have been the abodes 23 Of names which unto you bequeath'd a name ...
... deep , and hath a sound , And sense , and sight of sweetness ; here the Rhone Hath spread himself a couch , the Alps have reard a throne . CV . Lausanne ! and Ferney ! ye have been the abodes 23 Of names which unto you bequeath'd a name ...
第 71 頁
... deep root Of life and sufferance make its firm abode In bare and desolated bosoms : mute The camel labours with the heaviest load , And the wolf dies in silence , -not bestow'd In vain should such example be ; if they , Things of ...
... deep root Of life and sufferance make its firm abode In bare and desolated bosoms : mute The camel labours with the heaviest load , And the wolf dies in silence , -not bestow'd In vain should such example be ; if they , Things of ...
第 73 頁
... deep Alps ; nor would the hostile horde Of many - natiou'd spoilers from the Po Quaff blood and water ; nor the stranger's sword Be thy sad weapon of defence , and so , Victor or vanquish'd , thou the slave of friend or foe . XLIV ...
... deep Alps ; nor would the hostile horde Of many - natiou'd spoilers from the Po Quaff blood and water ; nor the stranger's sword Be thy sad weapon of defence , and so , Victor or vanquish'd , thou the slave of friend or foe . XLIV ...
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第 44 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 187 頁 - t was coarse and rude, For we were used to hunter's fare, And for the like had little care: The milk drawn from the mountain goat Was changed for water from the moat, Our bread was such as captives...
第 188 頁 - It was not night — it was not day, It was not even the dungeon-light, So hateful to my heavy sight, But vacancy absorbing space, And fixedness — without a place; There were no stars — no earth — no time — No check — no change — no good — no crime — But silence, and a stirless breath Which neither was of life nor death; A sea of stagnant idleness, Blind, boundless, mute, and motionless!
第 64 頁 - Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
第 205 頁 - Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth, The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.
第 423 頁 - The angels all were singing out of tune, And hoarse with having little else to do, Excepting to wind up the sun and moon, Or curb a runaway young star or two, Or wild colt of a comet, which too soon Broke out of bounds o'er the ethereal blue, Splitting some planet with its playful tail, As boats are sometimes by a wanton whale.
第 188 頁 - I took that hand which lay so still — Alas ! my own was full as chill ; I had not strength to stir or strive, But felt that I was still alive — A frantic feeling, when we know That what we love shall ne'er be so.
第 317 頁 - By tyrannous threats to force you into faith 'Gainst all external sense and inward feeling: Think and endure — and form an inner world In your own bosom — where the outward fails; So shall you nearer be the spiritual Nature, and war triumphant with your own.
第 53 頁 - Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains ; parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray.
第 158 頁 - He call'd on Nature's self to share the shame, And charged all faults upon the fleshly form She gave to clog the soul, and feast the worm , Till he at last confounded good and ill, And half mistook for fate the acts of will : Too high for common selfishness, he could At times resign his own for others* good, But not in pity, not because he ought.