Selections from Byron: The Prisoner of Chillon, Mazeppa, and Other Poems |
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For such a purpose much of Byron's poetry is admirably fitted , since , as a whole
, it is not abstruse in its subject matter , is lucid in its expression , and , above all ,
is spirited and energetic . To teach the essential spirit of literature , not grammar ...
For such a purpose much of Byron's poetry is admirably fitted , since , as a whole
, it is not abstruse in its subject matter , is lucid in its expression , and , above all ,
is spirited and energetic . To teach the essential spirit of literature , not grammar ...
Էջ viii
Other poems , in whole or in part , have been included , either for study or for
reading , that the book may perhaps be found useful in college classes also .
Lack of space , the purpose of the volume , and , in some cases , objectionable
matter in ...
Other poems , in whole or in part , have been included , either for study or for
reading , that the book may perhaps be found useful in college classes also .
Lack of space , the purpose of the volume , and , in some cases , objectionable
matter in ...
Էջ xix
Byron loved animals , and surrounded himself now as always with a whole
menagerie of pets , -- dogs , monkeys , parrots , and bears . He once took a pet
bear to college with him , and on being asked what he meant to do with it
responded , to ...
Byron loved animals , and surrounded himself now as always with a whole
menagerie of pets , -- dogs , monkeys , parrots , and bears . He once took a pet
bear to college with him , and on being asked what he meant to do with it
responded , to ...
Էջ xxv
It is enough for us to know that their temperaments were incompatible . But the
whole affair is so notorious , and bore so important a relation to the poet's after
life , that it cannot be passed over without some mention . The separation marked
the ...
It is enough for us to know that their temperaments were incompatible . But the
whole affair is so notorious , and bore so important a relation to the poet's after
life , that it cannot be passed over without some mention . The separation marked
the ...
Էջ xxxv
... forming the personality that so powerfully impressed itself upon a whole
continent ? On the one side , absurd vanity , often displayed in many unworthy
little ways ; habitual arrogance and pride of rank ; an uncertain temper , impulsive
, even ...
... forming the personality that so powerfully impressed itself upon a whole
continent ? On the one side , absurd vanity , often displayed in many unworthy
little ways ; habitual arrogance and pride of rank ; an uncertain temper , impulsive
, even ...
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Էջ 47 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Էջ 95 - Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships by thousands lay below, And men in nations; — all were his! He counted them at break of day, And when the sun set, where were they?
Էջ 17 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Էջ 54 - 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 14 - THERE be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee ; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me : When, as if its sound were causing The charmed ocean's pausing, The waves lie still and gleaming, And the lull'd winds seem dreaming, And the midnight moon is weaving Her bright chain o'er the deep; Whose breast is gently heaving, As an infant's asleep...
Էջ 52 - He heard it, but he heeded not - his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away He reck'd not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother - he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday All this rush'd with his blood - Shall he expire And unavenged?
Էջ 44 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered 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 Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell ! XXII.
Էջ 34 - Deserved to be dearest of all: In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee.
Էջ 25 - Oh, God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Էջ 55 - 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.