Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, 第 1 卷J. Murray, 1837 - 329 頁 |
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... lake , which , together with the wild appearance of the dancers , presented us with a scene that would have made a fine picture in the hands of such an artist as the author of the Mysteries of Udolpho . As we were acquainted with the ...
... lake , which , together with the wild appearance of the dancers , presented us with a scene that would have made a fine picture in the hands of such an artist as the author of the Mysteries of Udolpho . As we were acquainted with the ...
第 117 頁
... Lake of Geneva . " . MS . ] 2 [ In a hitherto unpublished letter , dated Verona , November 6 . 1816 , Lord Byron says " By the way , Ada's name ( which I found in our pedigree , under king John's reign ) , is the same with that of the ...
... Lake of Geneva . " . MS . ] 2 [ In a hitherto unpublished letter , dated Verona , November 6 . 1816 , Lord Byron says " By the way , Ada's name ( which I found in our pedigree , under king John's reign ) , is the same with that of the ...
第 122 頁
... they spake A mutual language , clearer than the tome Of his land's tongue , which he would oft forsake For Nature's pages glass'd by sunbeams on the lake . XIV . Like the Chaldean , he could watch the 122 CANTO III . CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... they spake A mutual language , clearer than the tome Of his land's tongue , which he would oft forsake For Nature's pages glass'd by sunbeams on the lake . XIV . Like the Chaldean , he could watch the 122 CANTO III . CHILDE HAROLD'S.
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... The ( fabled ) apples on the brink of the lake Asphaltes were said to be fair without , and , within , ashes . Vide Tacitus , Histor . lib . v . 7 . Millions of tongues record thee , and anew Their children's 132 CANTO III . CHILDE ...
... The ( fabled ) apples on the brink of the lake Asphaltes were said to be fair without , and , within , ashes . Vide Tacitus , Histor . lib . v . 7 . Millions of tongues record thee , and anew Their children's 132 CANTO III . CHILDE ...
第 147 頁
... Lake Leman woos me with its crystal face , 2 The mirror where the stars and mountains view The stillness of their aspect in each trace Its clear depth yields of their far height and hue : There is too much of man here , to look through ...
... Lake Leman woos me with its crystal face , 2 The mirror where the stars and mountains view The stillness of their aspect in each trace Its clear depth yields of their far height and hue : There is too much of man here , to look through ...
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第 245 頁 - His steps are not upon thy paths— thy fields Are not a spoil for him— thou dost arise And shake him from thee ; 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 lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth — there let him lay.
第 127 頁 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
第 124 頁 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
第 247 頁 - 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 158 頁 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
第 155 頁 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
第 230 頁 - And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him— he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not— his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away...
第 115 頁 - Is THY face like thy mother's, my fair child! Ada ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled, And then we parted, — not as now we part, But with a hope. — Awaking with a start, The waters heave around me ; and on high The winds lift up their voices: I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by, When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
第 153 頁 - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. t-XXXVI. It is the hush of night...
第 208 頁 - Alas ! the lofty city ! and alas ! The trebly hundred triumphs ! and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas, for Tully's voice, and Virgil's lay, And Livy's pictured page ! — but these shall be Her resurrection • all beside — decay. Alas, for Earth, for never shall we see That brightness in her eye she bore when Rome was free...