The Works of Lord Byron: Manfred. Hebrew melodies. Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte. Monody of the death of Sheridan. Lament of Tasso. PoemsJohn Murray, 1821 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 16
עמוד 7
... seen at the darker end of the gallery ; it is stationary ; and a voice is heard singing . ] FIRST SPIRIT . Mortal ! to thy bidding bow'd , From my mansion in the cloud , Which the breath of twilight builds , And the summer's sun - set ...
... seen at the darker end of the gallery ; it is stationary ; and a voice is heard singing . ] FIRST SPIRIT . Mortal ! to thy bidding bow'd , From my mansion in the cloud , Which the breath of twilight builds , And the summer's sun - set ...
עמוד 60
... seen Some strange things in them , Herman . HER . Come , be friendly ; Relate me some to while away our watch : I've heard thee darkly speak of an event Which happen'd hereabouts , by this same tower . MANUEL . That was a night indeed ...
... seen Some strange things in them , Herman . HER . Come , be friendly ; Relate me some to while away our watch : I've heard thee darkly speak of an event Which happen'd hereabouts , by this same tower . MANUEL . That was a night indeed ...
עמוד 61
... seen him once Herman ! I command thee , Knock , and apprize the Count of my approach . HER . We dare not . ABBOT . Then it seems I must be herald Of my own purpose . MANUEL . Reverend father , stop- I pray you pause . Аввот . Why so ...
... seen him once Herman ! I command thee , Knock , and apprize the Count of my approach . HER . We dare not . ABBOT . Then it seems I must be herald Of my own purpose . MANUEL . Reverend father , stop- I pray you pause . Аввот . Why so ...
עמוד 106
... seen : Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown , That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown . 3 . For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast , And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes ...
... seen : Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown , That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown . 3 . For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast , And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd ; And the eyes ...
עמוד 136
... seen My mind like theirs corrupted to its grave , But who hath seen me writhe , or heard me rave ? Perchance in such a cell we suffer more Than the wreck'd sailor on his desert shore ; The world is all before him - mine is here , Scarce ...
... seen My mind like theirs corrupted to its grave , But who hath seen me writhe , or heard me rave ? Perchance in such a cell we suffer more Than the wreck'd sailor on his desert shore ; The world is all before him - mine is here , Scarce ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
ABBOT Alhama AMBRACIAN GULF answer'd art thou ASTARTE battle of Chalons battle of Platea beautiful behold beneath blood bosom breast breath bright Cast crowns CHAMOIS charm clay clouds cold curse dare dark dead dear death deem'd deep despair dost doth dread dream dwell earth eyes feel gaze glance glassy ocean glory grave grief hand hath hear heaven hour immortal light live lonely look MANFRED MANUEL Mariamne mind mirth mortal mountain mourn ne'er never night o'er once pain pang pass'd Pausanias Pindus R. B. SHERIDAN SCENE shine shock Rocking sigh silent sleep smile song Sorrow soul spirit star sweet tears thine things thou art thou canst thou hast thou wert thought throne Thyrza thyself torture tremble Twere twill voice wandering wave weep WITCH wither'd words wouldst youth Ζώη ΜΑΝ Аввот
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 70 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
עמוד 101 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord...
עמוד 68 - There were giants in the earth in those days ; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.
עמוד 23 - It is not noon — the sunbow's rays ' still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse.
עמוד 42 - Hear me, hear me — Astarte ! my beloved ! speak to me : I have so much endured, so much endure — Look on me ! the grave hath not changed thee more Than I am changed for thee. Thou lovedst me Too much, as I loved thee: we were not made To torture thus each other, though it were The deadliest sin to love as we have loved.
עמוד 164 - I will not ask where thou liest low, Nor gaze upon the spot; There flowers or weeds at will may grow, So I behold them not: It is enough for me to prove That what I loved, and long must love, Like common earth can rot; To me there needs no stone to tell, Tis nothing that I loved so well.
עמוד 209 - FARE thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again: Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show!
עמוד 235 - The palaces of crowned kings - the huts, The habitations of all things which dwell, Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed, And men were gather'd round their blazing homes To look once more into each other's face...
עמוד 241 - Not by the sport of nature, but of man: These two, a maiden and a youth, were there Gazing — the one on all that was beneath Fair as herself — but the boy gazed on her; And both were young, and one was beautiful; And both were young, yet not alike in youth. As the sweet moon...
עמוד 58 - Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watchdog bay'd beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...