Poetical Works, Volumul 5Little, Brown, 1866 |
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Pagina 23
... blood that warmed his heart is shed ! And here no more shall human voice Be heard to rage , regret , rejoice . The last sad note that swelled the gale Was woman's wildest funeral wail : That quenched in silence , all is still , But the ...
... blood that warmed his heart is shed ! And here no more shall human voice Be heard to rage , regret , rejoice . The last sad note that swelled the gale Was woman's wildest funeral wail : That quenched in silence , all is still , But the ...
Pagina 32
... for war , Bears in his belt the scimitar Stained with the best of Arnaut blood , When in the pass the rebels stood , # 66 " Franguestan , " Circassia . And few returned to tell the tale Of what befell 32 THE GIAOUR .
... for war , Bears in his belt the scimitar Stained with the best of Arnaut blood , When in the pass the rebels stood , # 66 " Franguestan , " Circassia . And few returned to tell the tale Of what befell 32 THE GIAOUR .
Pagina 38
... blood he spilt ; Yet strained within the severed hand Which quivers round that faithless brand ; His turban far behind him rolled , And cleft in twain its firmest fold ; His flowing robe by falchion torn , And crimson as those clouds of ...
... blood he spilt ; Yet strained within the severed hand Which quivers round that faithless brand ; His turban far behind him rolled , And cleft in twain its firmest fold ; His flowing robe by falchion torn , And crimson as those clouds of ...
Pagina 40
... blood is spilt ; Woe to the Giaour ! for his the guilt . " * A turban † carved in coarsest stone , A pillar with rank weeds o'ergrown , * The " Calpac " is the solid cap or centre part of the head- dress ; the shawl is wound round it ...
... blood is spilt ; Woe to the Giaour ! for his the guilt . " * A turban † carved in coarsest stone , A pillar with rank weeds o'ergrown , * The " Calpac " is the solid cap or centre part of the head- dress ; the shawl is wound round it ...
Pagina 41
... blood . But him the maids of Paradise Impatient to their halls invite , And the dark Heaven of Houris ' eyes On him shall glance for ever bright ; They come - their kerchiefs green they wave , t And welcome with a kiss the brave ...
... blood . But him the maids of Paradise Impatient to their halls invite , And the dark Heaven of Houris ' eyes On him shall glance for ever bright ; They come - their kerchiefs green they wave , t And welcome with a kiss the brave ...
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apostolic palace arms band beautiful beneath blood bosom breast breath bride BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow Byron chain Château de Chillon cheek Christian Conrad Corsair dare dark dead death deed deemed deep despair doom dread dream earth fate fear feel fell flash foes gazed GEORGE ELLIS Giaffir Giaour glance grave Greece grief Gulnare hand hate hath head heard heart heaven Hetman hope hour Houris knew land Lara Lara's light limbs lips lonely look Lord Lord Byron Mazeppa ne'er Neuha never night nought numbers o'er once Pacha Parisina passed perchance poem rest rose round sail scarce seemed Selim shore SIEGE OF CORINTH sigh silent slave smile soul sound spirit steed stern stood strife tale tears thee thine thou thought Timariot Torquil turban Turkish voice wave Whate'er wild wind words wound Zuleika