The Works of Lord Byron: Comprising the Suppressed Poems, Volumes 10-11A. and W. Galignani, 1826 |
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... voice ring , He suddenly betook him to his sling , XXXVIII . And hurl'd a fragment of a size so large , That if it had in fact fulfill'd its mission , And Roland not avail'd him of his targe , There would have been no need of a ...
... voice ring , He suddenly betook him to his sling , XXXVIII . And hurl'd a fragment of a size so large , That if it had in fact fulfill'd its mission , And Roland not avail'd him of his targe , There would have been no need of a ...
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... voice ? Tribes of the wandering foot and weary breast , How shall ye flee away and be at rest ! The wild - dove hath her nest , the fox his cave , Mankind their country - Israel but the grave ! ON JORDAN'S BANKS . ON Jordan's hanks the ...
... voice ? Tribes of the wandering foot and weary breast , How shall ye flee away and be at rest ! The wild - dove hath her nest , the fox his cave , Mankind their country - Israel but the grave ! ON JORDAN'S BANKS . ON Jordan's hanks the ...
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... voice of my mourning is o'er , And the mountains behold me no more : If the hand that I love lay me low , There cannot be pain in the blow ! VOL . X. 6 And of this , oh , my father ! be HEBREW MELODIES . 81 On Jordan's banks Jephtha's ...
... voice of my mourning is o'er , And the mountains behold me no more : If the hand that I love lay me low , There cannot be pain in the blow ! VOL . X. 6 And of this , oh , my father ! be HEBREW MELODIES . 81 On Jordan's banks Jephtha's ...
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... voice that thou lovest is hush'd , Let my memory still be thy pride , And forget not I smiled as I died ! OH ! SNATCH'D AWAY IN BEAUTY'S BLOOM . On ! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom , On thee shall press no ponderous tomb ; But on thy ...
... voice that thou lovest is hush'd , Let my memory still be thy pride , And forget not I smiled as I died ! OH ! SNATCH'D AWAY IN BEAUTY'S BLOOM . On ! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom , On thee shall press no ponderous tomb ; But on thy ...
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... voices pour'd ! To weep would do thy glory wrong ! Thou shalt not be deplored . SONG OF SAUL BEFORE HIS LAST BATTLE . WARRIORS and chiefs ! should the shaft or the sword Pierce me in leading the host of the Lord , Heed not the corse ...
... voices pour'd ! To weep would do thy glory wrong ! Thou shalt not be deplored . SONG OF SAUL BEFORE HIS LAST BATTLE . WARRIORS and chiefs ! should the shaft or the sword Pierce me in leading the host of the Lord , Heed not the corse ...
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Page 198 - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay...
Page 101 - TWAS twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters; like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail. Thus to their hopeless eyes...
Page 189 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one?
Page 94 - 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.
Page 191 - Then the few whose spirits float above the wreck of happiness Are driven o'er the shoals of guilt or ocean of excess: The magnet of their course is gone, or only points in vain The shore to which their shiver'd sail shall never stretch again Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down; It cannot feel for others...
Page 191 - Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
Page 77 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Page 95 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Page 124 - ... in the wilds Of fiery climes he made himself a home, And his soul drank their sunbeams : he was girt With strange and dusky aspects ; he was not Himself like what he had been ; on the sea...
Page 114 - The other father had a weaklier child, Of a soft cheek, and aspect delicate ; But the boy bore up long, and with a mild And patient spirit held aloof his fate ; Little he said, and now and then he smiled, As if to win a part from off the weight He saw increasing on his father's heart, With the deep, deadly thought, that they must part.