The Life of Lord ByronH. Colburn and R. Bentley, 1830 - 372 pagina's |
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Abbey acquainted adventures afterwards Albanian alluded appeared arrived Athens beauty Bride of Abydos Cagliari canto cause Cephalonia CHAPTER character Childe Harold Christian circumstances Constantinople Countess Guiccioli course curious Delvinaki described Doctor Don Juan Edinburgh Review effect English expressed eyes fancy feelings felt genius Giaour Greece Greek Guiccioli Hobhouse honour Hunt imagination impression incident interest Italian Joannina kind lady land living Lord Byron Lordship Malta Manfred manner Marco Botzaris ment mind Missolonghi morning mountain nature never Newstead Newstead Abbey night o'er object occasion opinion Pashaw passage passed passion Patras perhaps person poem poet poet's poetical poetry possessed Prevesa probably proceeded racter rank Ravenna recollections remarkable replied residence respect satire scene seemed seen sentiment spirit Suliotes Tepellené thing thought tion took town travellers Turks verses vizier young youth Zitza
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Pagina 127 - Such is the aspect of this shore ; 'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more ! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there.
Pagina 316 - Is lone as some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain.
Pagina 367 - Near this spot are deposited the Remains of one, who possessed Beauty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, and all the Virtues of Man, without his Vices. This praise, which would be unmeaning flattery if inscribed over human ashes, is but a just tribute to the memory of BOATSWAIN, A DOG, who was born in Newfoundland, May, 1803, and died at Newstead, Nov.
Pagina 126 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Pagina 220 - Meantime I seek no sympathies, nor need ; The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree I planted, — they have torn me — and I bleed : I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.
Pagina 208 - gin to fear that thou art past all aid From me and from my calling; yet so young, I still would— Man. Look on me! there is an order Of mortals on the earth, who do become Old in their youth, and die ere middle age, Without the violence of warlike death...
Pagina 105 - Fair Greece ! sad relic of departed worth ! Immortal, though no more; though fallen, great! Who now shall lead thy scatter'd children forth, And long accustom'd bondage uncreate? Not such thy sons who whilome did await, The hopeless warriors of a willing doom, In bleak Thermopylae's sepulchral strait— Oh ! who that gallant spirit shall resume, Leap from Eurotas' banks, and call thee from the tomb?
Pagina 61 - My joy was in the Wilderness, to breathe The difficult air of the iced mountain's top, Where the birds dare not build, nor insect's wing Flit o'er the herbless granite...
Pagina 126 - Morea's hills the setting sun; not as in northern climes obscurely bright, but one unclouded blaze of living light : o'er the hushed deep the yellow beam he throws, gilds the green wave that trembles as it glows. On old jEgina's rock and Idra's isle the god of gladness sheds his parting smile; o'er his own regions lingering, loves to shine, though there his altars are no more divine.
Pagina 189 - I saw him stand Before an Altar — with a gentle bride ; Her face was fair, but was not that which made The Starlight of his Boyhood...