The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Suppressed Poems, and Others Never Before Published, 第 1 卷Baudry, 1832 |
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第 69 頁
... head - quarters . After some stay in the capital , we accordingly followed ; but though furnished with every accommodation , and escorted by one of the Vizier's secretaries , we were nine days ( on account of the rains ) in ...
... head - quarters . After some stay in the capital , we accordingly followed ; but though furnished with every accommodation , and escorted by one of the Vizier's secretaries , we were nine days ( on account of the rains ) in ...
第 70 頁
... head upon his hands . Foreseeing the consequences , we endeavoured to explain away the affront , which produced the following answer : - " I have been a robber , I am a soldier ; no captain ever struck me ; you are my master , I have ...
... head upon his hands . Foreseeing the consequences , we endeavoured to explain away the affront , which produced the following answer : - " I have been a robber , I am a soldier ; no captain ever struck me ; you are my master , I have ...
第 108 頁
... head , And thus reward the toils which to those summits led . XLVI . Away with these ! true wisdom's world will be Within its own creation , or in thine , Maternal nature ! for who teems like thee , Thus on the banks of thy majestic ...
... head , And thus reward the toils which to those summits led . XLVI . Away with these ! true wisdom's world will be Within its own creation , or in thine , Maternal nature ! for who teems like thee , Thus on the banks of thy majestic ...
第 138 頁
... head ! And be the Spartan's epitaph on me →→ 66 Sparta hath many a worthier son than he , " Meantime I seek no sympathies , nor need ; 114 The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree I planted - they have torn me , -and I bleed : I ...
... head ! And be the Spartan's epitaph on me →→ 66 Sparta hath many a worthier son than he , " Meantime I seek no sympathies , nor need ; 114 The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree I planted - they have torn me , -and I bleed : I ...
第 146 頁
... head is doubly sacred now . XLII . Italia ! oh Italia ! thou who hast 22 The fatal gift of beauty , which became A funeral dower of present woes and past , On thy sweet brow is sorrow plough'd by shame , And annals graved in characters ...
... head is doubly sacred now . XLII . Italia ! oh Italia ! thou who hast 22 The fatal gift of beauty , which became A funeral dower of present woes and past , On thy sweet brow is sorrow plough'd by shame , And annals graved in characters ...
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第 103 頁 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — »The foe! They come! they come!« And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering...
第 473 頁 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
第 181 頁 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
第 461 頁 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!
第 474 頁 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! FROM JOH.
第 97 頁 - Though the strain'd mast should quiver as a reed, And the rent canvas fluttering strew the gale, Still must I on ; for I am as a weed, Flung from the rock, on ocean's foam, to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail.
第 182 頁 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they 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 — as I do here.
第 356 頁 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom— Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar; for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard! — May none those marks efface! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
第 141 頁 - But ever and anon of griefs subdued There comes a token like a scorpion's sting, Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music — summer's eve — or spring — A flower — the wind — the ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound...
第 172 頁 - But when the rising moon begins to climb Its topmost arch, and gently pauses there; When the stars twinkle through the loops of time...