Don Juan [by lord Byron]. Cantos vi. vii. and viiiHunt and Clarke, 1825 |
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Էջ 113 - the Man-slayer, Who passes for in life and death most lucky, Of the great names which in our faces stare, The General Boon, back-woodsman of Kentucky, Was happiest amongst mortals any where ; For killing nothing but a bear or buck, he Enjoyed the lonely, vigorous, harmless days
Էջ 23 - But she was a soft Landscape of mild Earth, Where all was harmony and calm and quiet, Luxuriant, budding; cheerful without mirth, Which if not happiness, is much more nigh it Than are your mighty passions and so forth, Which some call " the sublime:" I wish they'd try it: I've seen your stormy seas and stormy women,
Էջ 28 - On most things, from a tyrant to a tree ; But still the spouseless Virgin Knowledge flies. What are we ? and whence came we ? what shall be Our ultimate existence ? what's our present? Are questions answerless, and yet incessant. LXIV. There was deep silence in the chamber : dim And distant from each other burned
Էջ 145 - Carnage" (so Wordsworth tells you) " is God's daughter." " But thy* most dreaded instrument " In working out a pure intent, " Is man arrayed for mutual slaughter ; " Yea, Carnage is thy daughter !" WORDSWORTH'S Thanksgiving Ode. Note
Էջ 34 - With the first ray, or rather grey of morn, Gulbeyaz rose from restlessness; and pale As Passion rises, with its bosom worn, Arrayed herself with mantle, gem, and veil. The nightingale that sings with the deep thorn, Which Fable places in her breast of Wail, Is lighter far of heart and voice than those
Էջ 59 - Fierce loves and faithless wars "—I am not sure If this be the right reading—'tis no matter; The fact's about the same, I am secure;— I sing them both, and am about to batter A town which did a famous siege endure, And was beleaguer'd both by land and water By Suvaroff, or
Էջ viii - Which taken at the flood leads"—God knows where: Those navigators must be able seamen Whose charts lay down its currents to a hair; Not all the reveries of Jacob Behmen With its strange whirls and eddies can compare:— Men with their heads reflect on this and that— But women with their hearts or heaven knows what!
Էջ 126 - The city's taken, but not rendered !—No : There's not a Moslem that hath yielded sword: The blood may gush out, as the Danube's flow Rolls by the city wall; but deed nor word Acknowledge aught of dread of death or foe; In vain the yell of victory is roared By the advancing Muscovite—the groan
Էջ 56 - know not what,— A tendency to underrate and scoff At human power and virtue, and all that; And this they say in language rather rough. Good God! I wonder what they would be at! I say no more than has been said in Dante's
Էջ 79 - Oh! ye less grand long lists of killed and wounded! Shade of Leonidas ! who fought so hearty, When my poor Greece was once, as now, surrounded ! Oh, Caesar's Commentaries ! now impart, ye Shadows of glory! (lest I be confounded) A portion of your fading twilight hues, So beautiful, so fleeting, to the Muse.