Childe Harold's pilgrimage, a romaunt. (Harrow ed.). |
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the fires of death , The bale - fires flash on high : - from rock to rock Each volley
tells that thousands . cease to breathe ; Death rides upon the sulphury Siroc ,
Red Battle stamps his foot , and nations feel the shock . XXXIX . Lo ! where the
Giant ...
the fires of death , The bale - fires flash on high : - from rock to rock Each volley
tells that thousands . cease to breathe ; Death rides upon the sulphury Siroc ,
Red Battle stamps his foot , and nations feel the shock . XXXIX . Lo ! where the
Giant ...
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But when he saw the evening star above Leucadia ' s far - projecting rock of woe ,
And hailed the last resort of fruitless love , ( 14 ) He felt , or deemed he felt , no
common glow : And as the stately vessel glided slow Beneath the shadow of that
...
But when he saw the evening star above Leucadia ' s far - projecting rock of woe ,
And hailed the last resort of fruitless love , ( 14 ) He felt , or deemed he felt , no
common glow : And as the stately vessel glided slow Beneath the shadow of that
...
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Rock , river , forest , mountain , all abound , ! And bluest skies that harmonize the
whole ! Beneath , the distant torrent ' s rushing sound Tells where the volumed
cataract doth roll Between those hanging rocks , that shock yet please the soul .
Rock , river , forest , mountain , all abound , ! And bluest skies that harmonize the
whole ! Beneath , the distant torrent ' s rushing sound Tells where the volumed
cataract doth roll Between those hanging rocks , that shock yet please the soul .
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... wrung out from this Their Phlegethon , curls round the rocks of jet That gird the
gulf around , in pitiless horror set , LXX . ... Making it all one emerald ; - how
profound The gulf ! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with
delirious ...
... wrung out from this Their Phlegethon , curls round the rocks of jet That gird the
gulf around , in pitiless horror set , LXX . ... Making it all one emerald ; - how
profound The gulf ! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with
delirious ...
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Along the path of the mountain , from Chrysso , are the remains of sepulchres
hewn in and from the rock ; One , ' said the guide , • of a king who broke his neck
hunting . His Majesty had certainly chosen the fittest spot for such an
achievement .
Along the path of the mountain , from Chrysso , are the remains of sepulchres
hewn in and from the rock ; One , ' said the guide , • of a king who broke his neck
hunting . His Majesty had certainly chosen the fittest spot for such an
achievement .
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Էջ 72 - 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...
Էջ 71 - twas but the wind, 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...
Էջ 146 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Էջ 77 - He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow ; He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down on the hate of those below. Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked head, And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.
Էջ 136 - And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away...
Էջ 120 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.
Էջ 72 - Cameron's gathering' rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Էջ 147 - 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.
Էջ 146 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Էջ 147 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, 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 Of the Invisible...
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| Վերնագիր | Childe Harold's pilgrimage, a romaunt. (Harrow ed.). |
| Հեղինակ | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Հրատարակված | 1831 |
| Original from | Օքսֆորդի համալսարան |
| Digitized | 26 Սեպտեմբեր 2006 |
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