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Pagina 204
... Zuleika's voice ; " Like Houris ' hymn it meets mine ear : " She is the offspring of my choice ; " Oh ! more than ev'n her mother dear , " With all to hope , and nought to fear- " My Peri ! ever welcome here ! " Sweet as the desert ...
... Zuleika's voice ; " Like Houris ' hymn it meets mine ear : " She is the offspring of my choice ; " Oh ! more than ev'n her mother dear , " With all to hope , and nought to fear- " My Peri ! ever welcome here ! " Sweet as the desert ...
Pagina 205
... Zuleika's voice ; " Like Houris ' hymn it meets mine ear : " She is the offspring of my choice ; " Oh ! more than ev'n her mother dear , " With all to hope , and nought to fear- " My Peri ! ever welcome here ! " Sweet as the desert ...
... Zuleika's voice ; " Like Houris ' hymn it meets mine ear : " She is the offspring of my choice ; " Oh ! more than ev'n her mother dear , " With all to hope , and nought to fear- " My Peri ! ever welcome here ! " Sweet as the desert ...
Pagina 206
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) VII . " Zuleika ! child of gentleness ! " How dear this very day must tell , " When I forget my own distress , " In losing what I love so well , " To bid thee with another dwell : " Another ! and a ...
George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) VII . " Zuleika ! child of gentleness ! " How dear this very day must tell , " When I forget my own distress , " In losing what I love so well , " To bid thee with another dwell : " Another ! and a ...
Pagina 200
... Zuleika's face unveil❜d ! ) ' Hence , lead my daughter from her tower ; " Her fate is fix'd this very hour : " Yet not to her repeat my thought ; " By me alone be duty taught ! " " Pacha ! to hear is to obey . " 200 CANTO I THE BRIDE ...
... Zuleika's face unveil❜d ! ) ' Hence , lead my daughter from her tower ; " Her fate is fix'd this very hour : " Yet not to her repeat my thought ; " By me alone be duty taught ! " " Pacha ! to hear is to obey . " 200 CANTO I THE BRIDE ...
Pagina 201
... Zuleika's slumber broke , " And , as thou knowest that for me " Soon turns the Haram's grating key , " Before the guardian slaves awoke " We to the cypress groves had flown , " And made earth , main , and heaven our own ! " There linger ...
... Zuleika's slumber broke , " And , as thou knowest that for me " Soon turns the Haram's grating key , " Before the guardian slaves awoke " We to the cypress groves had flown , " And made earth , main , and heaven our own ! " There linger ...
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accents Amaun apostolic palace arms band beneath Beppo blood Bonnivard bosom breast breath brow call'd calpac Cavalier Servente cheek Conrad dare dark dead death deed deep despair doom dread dream earth faithless fate fear feel fell fix'd foes gaze Giaffir Giaour glance grave grief Gulnare hand Haram hate hath head heard heart heaven Hellespont hope horsetails hour Houris knew Lara Lara's light limbs lips lonely look look'd Mazeppa Moslem Mussulman ne'er never night Note nought numbers o'er once Pacha pale Parisina pass'd perchance pride rest rose round scarce seem'd Selim she-the shore sigh silent sire slave smile sooth soul sound stamp'd steed stern stood strife tale tears tell thee thine thou thought Timariot turban Turkish turn'd Twas Venice voice wall wave Whate'er wild wind words wound youth Zuleika
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Pagina 321 - But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing Of gentle breath and hue.
Pagina 318 - A light broke in upon my brain, — It was the carol of a bird; It ceased, and then it came again, The sweetest song ear ever heard, And mine was thankful till my eyes Ran over with the glad surprise, And they that moment could not see I was the mate of misery.
Pagina 321 - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count, I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise, And clear them of their dreary mote...
Pagina 307 - ETERNAL spirit of the chainless mind ! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty, thou art ! For there thy habitation is the heart, — The heart which love of thee alone can bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consigned, — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Pagina 309 - MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears :+ My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare...
Pagina 315 - Most cherish'd since his natal hour, His mother's image in fair face. The infant love of all his race.
Pagina 93 - SLOW sinks, more lovely ere his race be run,' Along Morea's hills the setting sun ; Not, as in Northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light ! O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws, Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows.
Pagina 315 - Oh, God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...