A Selection from the Works of Lord ByronEdward Moxon & Company, 1866 - 244 pages |
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... Hope was left , —was she not ? -but the goblet we kiss , And care not for Hope , who are certain of bliss . Long life to the grape ! for when summer is 4 FILL THE GOBLET AGAIN .
... Hope was left , —was she not ? -but the goblet we kiss , And care not for Hope , who are certain of bliss . Long life to the grape ! for when summer is 4 FILL THE GOBLET AGAIN .
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... hope is built on reeds . Bound to the earth , he lifts his eye to heaven- Is't not enough , unhappy thing ! to know Thou art ? Is this a boon so kindly given , That being , thou wouldst be again , and go , Thou know'st not , reck'st not ...
... hope is built on reeds . Bound to the earth , he lifts his eye to heaven- Is't not enough , unhappy thing ! to know Thou art ? Is this a boon so kindly given , That being , thou wouldst be again , and go , Thou know'st not , reck'st not ...
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... hope in some near port or bay , And dashest him again to earth : —there let him lay . The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock - built cities , bidding nations quake , And monarchs tremble in their capitals , The oak ...
... hope in some near port or bay , And dashest him again to earth : —there let him lay . The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock - built cities , bidding nations quake , And monarchs tremble in their capitals , The oak ...
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... hope , or legend old , Or song heroically bold ; But even these at length grew cold . Our voices took a dreary tone , An echo of the dungeon stone , A grating sound , not full and free , As they of yore were wont to be : It might be ...
... hope , or legend old , Or song heroically bold ; But even these at length grew cold . Our voices took a dreary tone , An echo of the dungeon stone , A grating sound , not full and free , As they of yore were wont to be : It might be ...
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... hope my own to raise , For I was sunk in silence - lost In this last loss , of all the most ; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness , More slowly drawn , grew less and less : I listen'd , but I could not ...
... hope my own to raise , For I was sunk in silence - lost In this last loss , of all the most ; And then the sighs he would suppress Of fainting nature's feebleness , More slowly drawn , grew less and less : I listen'd , but I could not ...
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AHOLIBAMAH AMBRACIAN GULF Anah angels appear'd Asmodeus beauty behold beneath blood breast breath brow Byron chain CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE clay clime clouds damn'd dark dead death deep Don Juan dream dust earth EDWARD MOXON EPISTLE TO AUGUSTA eternal eyes face fair father feel flowers foam gazed GIAOUR glory gone grave grew Haidée hand hath heart heaven hell hope hour human clay immortal Japh knew less light live look look'd Michael Molière mortal mountains ne'er never night o'er ocean once pass'd passion Pedrillo perish'd poem poets praise round Saint Peter SAME.-CANTO Samian wine Satan seem'd shore sigh silent skies sleep son of Noah soul spirit STANZAS stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought turn'd Twas verse voice walls waters wave weep wind wings young