The Prisoner of Chillon

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Page 47 - Thy sky is changed! and such a change! 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 ! Not from one lone cloud,
Page 57 - 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 51 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.
Page 38 - Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance ! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet 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;
Page 38 - WATERLOO. THERE was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when 5 Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a
Page 56 - them power while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey 40 The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts : not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now. 45
Page 39 - That sound the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear; And when they smiled because he deem'd it near, His heart more truly knew that peal too well Which stretch'd his father on a bloody bier, 25 And roused the vengeance blood alone could quell : He
Page 47 - 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! And this is in the night: Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be
Page 56 - The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts : not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now. 45
Page 57 - 55 Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror 'twas a pleasing fear,
Page 75 - Were still, at least, our countrymen. The tyrant of the Chersonese Was freedom's best and bravest friend; That tyrant was Miltiades! Another despot of the kind! Such chains as his were sure to bind. Fill high the bowl with Samian wine ! On Suli's rock, and Parga's shore, Exists the remnant of a line

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