The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, כרך 7 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 19
עמוד 21
... lover , who must pay a handsome price , Because it is a marketable vice . LXV . Alfonso was the name of Julia's lord , A man well looking for his years , and who Was neither much beloved , nor yet abhor'd ; They lived together as most ...
... lover , who must pay a handsome price , Because it is a marketable vice . LXV . Alfonso was the name of Julia's lord , A man well looking for his years , and who Was neither much beloved , nor yet abhor'd ; They lived together as most ...
עמוד 25
... lover Might please perhaps , a virtuous wife can quell Such thoughts , and be the better when they're over ; And if the man should ask , ' tis but denial : I recommend young ladies to make trial . LXXIX . And then there are such things ...
... lover Might please perhaps , a virtuous wife can quell Such thoughts , and be the better when they're over ; And if the man should ask , ' tis but denial : I recommend young ladies to make trial . LXXIX . And then there are such things ...
עמוד 32
... lover , Till some confounded escapade has blighted The plan of twenty years , and all is over ; And then the mother cries , the father swears , And wonders why the devil he got heirs . CI . But Inez was so anxious , and so clear Of ...
... lover , Till some confounded escapade has blighted The plan of twenty years , and all is over ; And then the mother cries , the father swears , And wonders why the devil he got heirs . CI . But Inez was so anxious , and so clear Of ...
עמוד 47
... lover . I wish to sleep , and beg you will take care And make no further noise , till you discover The secret cavern of this lurking treasure- And when ' tis found , let me , too , have that pleasure . CLIV . " And now , Hidalgo ! now ...
... lover . I wish to sleep , and beg you will take care And make no further noise , till you discover The secret cavern of this lurking treasure- And when ' tis found , let me , too , have that pleasure . CLIV . " And now , Hidalgo ! now ...
עמוד 54
... lover , he concluded , Conceal'd amongst his premises ; ' tis true , His mind the more o'er this its mystery brooded ; To speak of Inez now were , one may say , Like throwing Juan in Alfonso's way . CLXXVIII . A hint , in tender cases ...
... lover , he concluded , Conceal'd amongst his premises ; ' tis true , His mind the more o'er this its mystery brooded ; To speak of Inez now were , one may say , Like throwing Juan in Alfonso's way . CLXXVIII . A hint , in tender cases ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Alfonso appear'd Ave Maria Baba beautiful blood boat bosom Bosphorus breast brow Cadiz call'd CANTO charm chaste cheek CIII Circassians dead death deep devil Don Juan Donna Inez doubt dream Dudù e'er earth eunuch eyes face fair father's feelings fond gazed gentle grew Gulbeyaz Haidee Haidee's hair hand head heart heaven Hellespont hour human clay Juan's Juanna Julia Katinka kiss knew lady least leave lips look look'd lover maid marriage Moorish moral mother Muse ne'er never night Noah's ark o'er pair pale pass'd passion Pedrillo Perhaps poets renegado rhymes rill round Samian wine Sappho scarce seem'd sherbet shore sigh slaves sleep smile soft song soul Spain stood strange sweet tears There's things thou thought true turn'd Twas twere waves whate'er wife wind wine words young youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 32 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
עמוד 38 - Tis sweet to hear At midnight on the blue and moonlit deep The song and oar of Adria's gondolier, By distance mellow'd, o'er the waters sweep; 'Tis sweet to see the evening star appear; 'Tis sweet to listen as the night-winds creep From leaf to leaf; 'tis sweet to view on high The rainbow, based on ocean, span the sky.
עמוד 8 - Oh ! she was perfect, past all parallel — Of any modern female saint's comparison ; So far above the cunning powers of hell, Her guardian angel had given up his garrison ; Even her minutest motions went as well As those of the best time-piece made by Harrison ; In virtues nothing earthly could surpass her, Save thine "incomparable oil...
עמוד 26 - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way, As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay.
עמוד 58 - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence ; man may range The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart ; Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange ; Men have all these resources, we but one, To love again, and be again undone.
עמוד 3 - I want a hero: an uncommon want, When every year and month sends forth a new one, Till, after cloying the gazettes with cant, The age discovers he is not the true one: Of such as these I should not care to vaunt, I'll therefore take our ancient friend Don Juan — We all have seen him, in the Pantomime Sent to the devil, somewhat ere his time.
עמוד 23 - Ave Maria ! blessed be the hour ! The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have felt that moment in its fullest power Sink o'er the earth so beautiful and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower. Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer.
עמוד 2 - Well — well, the world must turn upon its axis, And all mankind turn with it, heads or tails, And live and die, make love and pay our taxes, And as the veering wind shifts, shift our sails...
עמוד 27 - A quiet conscience makes one so serene! Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded That all the Apostles would have done as they did.
עמוד 35 - Her brow was white and low, her cheek's pure dye Like twilight rosy still with the set sun ; Short upper lip— sweet lips ! that make us sigh Ever to have seen such ; for she was one Fit for the model of a statuary, (A race of mere impostors, when all's done — I've seen much finer women, ripe and real, Than all the nonsense of their stone ideal).