Das Naturgefühl in Lord Byrons DichtungenDrück, 1909 - 36 páginas |
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... gently pauses there ; When the stars twinkle through the loops of time , And the low night - breeze waves along the air The garland - forest , which the grey walls wear , Like laurels on the bald first Caesar's head ; When the light ...
... gently pauses there ; When the stars twinkle through the loops of time , And the low night - breeze waves along the air The garland - forest , which the grey walls wear , Like laurels on the bald first Caesar's head ; When the light ...
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... gentle wind . - Some cypresses beyond the time worn breach Appear'd to skirt the horizon , yet they stood Within a bowshot where the Caesars . dwelt , -- And dwell the tuneless birds of night , amidst A grove which springs through ...
... gentle wind . - Some cypresses beyond the time worn breach Appear'd to skirt the horizon , yet they stood Within a bowshot where the Caesars . dwelt , -- And dwell the tuneless birds of night , amidst A grove which springs through ...
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... gentle rain , Is an eternal April to the ground , Making it all one emerald : - how profound The gulf ! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with delirious bound , Crushing the cliffs , which , downward worn and rent With ...
... gentle rain , Is an eternal April to the ground , Making it all one emerald : - how profound The gulf ! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with delirious bound , Crushing the cliffs , which , downward worn and rent With ...
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... gentle air That wakes and wafts the odours there ! Ein Bild der in Schutt und Trümmer liegenden Reste der einstigen stolzen antiken Welt , über die die schaffende Natur ein neues buntes Gewand gewoben hat , zeichnet er in Childe Harold ...
... gentle air That wakes and wafts the odours there ! Ein Bild der in Schutt und Trümmer liegenden Reste der einstigen stolzen antiken Welt , über die die schaffende Natur ein neues buntes Gewand gewoben hat , zeichnet er in Childe Harold ...
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... gentle hill , Green and of mild declivity , the last As ' twere the cape of a long ridge of such , Save that there was no sea to lave its base , But a most living landscape , and the wave Of woods and corn - fields , and the abodee of ...
... gentle hill , Green and of mild declivity , the last As ' twere the cape of a long ridge of such , Save that there was no sea to lave its base , But a most living landscape , and the wave Of woods and corn - fields , and the abodee of ...
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afar Anblick beautiful begeisterte beneath besonders Bewußtsein Bild bird blue breast from elemental breeze bright Byrons Dichtungen calm Chaldean Childe Harold clime clouds cypress saddening Dasein deep der Dichter deren Dichter dichterischen Ausdruck die Sterne Don Juan earth Eben Eindruck einen Einsamkeit erscheint eternal ewigen finden flower fühlt Gefühl gegenüber gentle Gesellschaft gewaltigen glorious griechische Landschaft hath heaven hill Himmel hour hues lebendig light Lord Byrons Lulls his chafed Manfred Mazeppa meek Cephissus Meer Mensch Menschen menschlichen moon mountains Nacht Natur Naturgefühl ocean olive scatter'd dark Parisina plain The queen quivering beams beset Reiz Richtung rocks roll romantischen sacred mosque Sardanapal Schilderung Schönheit Seele Sehnsucht seine shine Siege of Corinth sombre mid Sonne soul stars Sternennacht streams sweet Tagesgestirn tempests thee Theseus thou tief Empfundenes vergleicht waters wave wenig werfen wieder wild winds Ye stars yon solitary palm
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Página 4 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me; and to me, High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...
Página 19 - 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.
Página 17 - From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Página 26 - He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow ; He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down on the hate of those below. Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked head, And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.
Página 14 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven, If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty, and a mystery, and create G In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Página 20 - O'ER the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home!
Página 20 - The roar of waters!— from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice; The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet That gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set...
Página 19 - 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...
Página 22 - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. 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.
Página 14 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.