Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A RomauntH. C. Baird, 1854 - 339 páginas |
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... Athenian misanthrope , of whose bitter apophthegms many are upon record , though no authentic particulars of his life have come down to us : — “ Weary of love , of life , devoured with spleen , I rest a perfect Timon , not nineteen ...
... Athenian misanthrope , of whose bitter apophthegms many are upon record , though no authentic particulars of his life have come down to us : — “ Weary of love , of life , devoured with spleen , I rest a perfect Timon , not nineteen ...
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... Athens , January 25 , 1810 , and which contains , as Moore says , " some of the dreariest touches of sadness that ever Byron's pen let fall , " we find , in the first draught of the Canto , the following : - 1 . Oh never talk again to ...
... Athens , January 25 , 1810 , and which contains , as Moore says , " some of the dreariest touches of sadness that ever Byron's pen let fall , " we find , in the first draught of the Canto , the following : - 1 . Oh never talk again to ...
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... Athens was , and the certainty of what she now is . This theatre of contention between mighty factions , of the struggles of orators , the exaltation and deposition of tyrants , the triumph and punish- ment of generals , is now become a ...
... Athens was , and the certainty of what she now is . This theatre of contention between mighty factions , of the struggles of orators , the exaltation and deposition of tyrants , the triumph and punish- ment of generals , is now become a ...
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... Athens . 3 [ " Cold and accursed as his native coast . ” — MS . ] 4 I cannot resist availing myself of the permission of my friend Dr. Clarke , whose name requires no comment with the public , but whose sanction will add tenfold weight ...
... Athens . 3 [ " Cold and accursed as his native coast . ” — MS . ] 4 I cannot resist availing myself of the permission of my friend Dr. Clarke , whose name requires no comment with the public , but whose sanction will add tenfold weight ...
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... commands a beautiful view of Athens , has still considerable remains : it was seized bv Thrasybulus , previous to the expulsion of the Thirty . LXXVI . Hereditary bondsmen ! know ye not Who would CANTO II . 103 PILGRIMAGE .
... commands a beautiful view of Athens , has still considerable remains : it was seized bv Thrasybulus , previous to the expulsion of the Thirty . LXXVI . Hereditary bondsmen ! know ye not Who would CANTO II . 103 PILGRIMAGE .
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Página 248 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Página 187 - 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.
Página 127 - To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet. But hark ! — that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat ; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before ! Arm ! arm ! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar. " Within a window'd niche of that high hall Sate Brunswick's fated chieftain ; he did hear That sound, the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear...
Página 140 - The castled crag of Drachenfels("> Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strew'da scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me ! 2.
Página 154 - 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 160 - The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contain'd no tomb, — And glowing into day: we may resume The march of our existence: and thus I, Still on thy shores, fair Leman!
Página 249 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime 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...
Página 157 - 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...
Página 119 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now. What am I? Nothing; but not so art thou, Soul of my thought! with whom I traverse earth, Invisible but gazing, as I glow Mix'd with thy spirit, blended with thy birth, And feeling still with thee in my crush'd feelings
Página 208 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, ye Whose agonies are evils of a day ! — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.