PoemsLee and Shepard, 1872 |
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... Young Lady , alarmed by a bullet hiss- ing near her " Doubtless , sweet girl " Love's last Adieu- " The roses of love " Damætas " In law an infant " To Marion- " Marion ! why that pensive brow To a Lady who presented to the Author a ...
... Young Lady , alarmed by a bullet hiss- ing near her " Doubtless , sweet girl " Love's last Adieu- " The roses of love " Damætas " In law an infant " To Marion- " Marion ! why that pensive brow To a Lady who presented to the Author a ...
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... young as fair " " If sometimes in the haunts of men " 9 Page 11 118 119 11 120 120 121 122 .... 123 129 130 131 132 133 134 136 On a Cornelian Heart- " Ill - fated heart 137 Lines to a Lady Weeping- " Weep , daughter " The chain I gave ...
... young as fair " " If sometimes in the haunts of men " 9 Page 11 118 119 11 120 120 121 122 .... 123 129 130 131 132 133 134 136 On a Cornelian Heart- " Ill - fated heart 137 Lines to a Lady Weeping- " Weep , daughter " The chain I gave ...
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... Young Juan wander'd " 709 A Scene in Greece- " And further on a troop " 710 Twilight- " Sweet hour of twilight ! " . 711 A Group of Beauties- " Of those who had most genius " A Picture-- " She stood a moment as a Pythoness " War- " All ...
... Young Juan wander'd " 709 A Scene in Greece- " And further on a troop " 710 Twilight- " Sweet hour of twilight ! " . 711 A Group of Beauties- " Of those who had most genius " A Picture-- " She stood a moment as a Pythoness " War- " All ...
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... young opinions , above control . It is true his mind was cultivated , and his genius here imped its wings , but it was at the expense of his moral character . Nothing can be worse than educating boys in large masses , where there is ...
... young opinions , above control . It is true his mind was cultivated , and his genius here imped its wings , but it was at the expense of his moral character . Nothing can be worse than educating boys in large masses , where there is ...
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... young man can generally find usurers bold and calculating enough to furnish him for a time with the means of indulgence . From the time he went to Cambridge , he plunged recklessly into dissipations , which gave a tone and colour to all ...
... young man can generally find usurers bold and calculating enough to furnish him for a time with the means of indulgence . From the time he went to Cambridge , he plunged recklessly into dissipations , which gave a tone and colour to all ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Adah adieu Aholibamah Anah art thou Athens bard beam beauty behold beneath blest blood bosom breast breath brow Byron Cain Calmar cheek Childe Harold clouds dare dark dead dear death deeds deep dread dream dwell earth Edinburgh Review fair falchion fame fate fear feel fix'd foes forget gaze gentle Giaour glory glow grave Greece hand hate hath heart heaven hope hour immortal Japh lady Latian lips live Lochlin look Lord Lord Byron Lucifer lyre Mathon mind mortal Morven mountain muse ne'er never Newstead Abbey night o'er once Orla pangs pass'd passion perchance poem pride round scarce scene seem'd shine shore sigh sire sleep smile song soul spirit sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought throne turn'd twas twill verse voice wave weep wild wing word young youth
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Página 579 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Página 554 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness: And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts; and choking sighs. Which ne'er might be repeated...
Página 616 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Página 532 - midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless ; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flatter'd, follow'd, sought, and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Página 554 - 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 617 - 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 wantoned 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.
Página 670 - And where are they, and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now The heroic bosom beats no more! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Página 302 - 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.
Página 567 - Are not the mountains, waves, and skies, a part Of me and of my soul, as I of them? Is not the love of these deep in my heart With a pure passion ? should I not contemn All objects, if compared with these?
Página 532 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been...