Lord Byron Vindicated;or Rome and Her Pilgrim1876 |
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... wound ! The wine - cup trembles in the palsied hand , And adds its ruby to the redd'ning ground , All slippery with Slaughter ! - far around , The death - groan echoes to Love's deep farewell , Where mingling prayers and curses loud ...
... wound ! The wine - cup trembles in the palsied hand , And adds its ruby to the redd'ning ground , All slippery with Slaughter ! - far around , The death - groan echoes to Love's deep farewell , Where mingling prayers and curses loud ...
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... ( 2 ) " Type of the antique Rome ! Rich reliquary Of lofty contemplation left to Time By buried centuries of pomp and power ! [ Continned on next page . ] I Coliseum . SEE the gaping wound - the bloody OR , ROME AND HER PILGRIM . 69.
... ( 2 ) " Type of the antique Rome ! Rich reliquary Of lofty contemplation left to Time By buried centuries of pomp and power ! [ Continned on next page . ] I Coliseum . SEE the gaping wound - the bloody OR , ROME AND HER PILGRIM . 69.
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... wound ; but direr doom Is theirs , worn wand'rers , fickle Fate denied The Crypt's calm consolation ! these abide , ' Mid men , like living shadows , silently - Plodding Wreck's scowling path with sullen pride , Hugging Bond's hateful ...
... wound ; but direr doom Is theirs , worn wand'rers , fickle Fate denied The Crypt's calm consolation ! these abide , ' Mid men , like living shadows , silently - Plodding Wreck's scowling path with sullen pride , Hugging Bond's hateful ...
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... wound and re- tain the flitting life , but all in vain ; the hurt was past the power of medicine . As when one has broken the stem of a lily in the garden it hangs its head and turns its flowers to earth , so the head of the dying boy ...
... wound and re- tain the flitting life , but all in vain ; the hurt was past the power of medicine . As when one has broken the stem of a lily in the garden it hangs its head and turns its flowers to earth , so the head of the dying boy ...
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... wounds , except five survivors . One of these cast away his weapons and said , ' Brothers , let us live in peace ! ' These five joined with Cadmus in building his city , to which he gave the name of Thebes . " [ " The Age of Fable ...
... wounds , except five survivors . One of these cast away his weapons and said , ' Brothers , let us live in peace ! ' These five joined with Cadmus in building his city , to which he gave the name of Thebes . " [ " The Age of Fable ...
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
afar Age of Fable Ancient Rome beam Beauty blended blest blood bove breast breath bright brow Brutus Bulfinch Byron's Childe Harold CANTO CANTO II Circus Circus Maximus clime Coliseum dark dead deep Desolation deux did'st doth dust Earth eternal Faerie Queene fair fame fell flower fond Genius Giaour Gibbon's Rome glories grave hath heart Heaven Hector Hyacinthus immortal introductory Ivy green Julian Julius Cæsar Justice King Richard lone Lord Byron Love's Lucius Junius Brutus Mark Antony memory mighty Mind Mind's mould naught neath Night noble o'er pale Palinurus Passion Patroclus pieds Pilgrim poem Pompey prayer proud Richard III Rome's Scene seem'd shadow Shakespeare's Hamlet shame smote song Soul Soul's Spirit Stanza starr'd stars stern sweet tears thee thine thou art thou shalt thou wert thy name Time's unto Victories vindication voice waves whilst wild wind
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93 psl. - The herded wolves, bold only to pursue; The obscene ravens, clamorous o'er the dead; The vultures to the conqueror's banner true Who feed where Desolation first has fed, And whose wings rain contagion...
115 psl. - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favourite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
101 psl. - Let not the land, once proud of him, Insult him now, Nor brand with deeper shame his dim, Dishonored brow. But let its humbled sons, instead, From sea to lake, A long lament, as for the dead, In sadness make...
62 psl. - Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
96 psl. - Lord, who shall abide in Thy tabernacle? Who shall dwell in Thy holy hill? He that walketh uprightly, and worketh righteousness, And speaketh the truth in his heart.
53 psl. - 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 watch-dog bayed beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...
xxiii psl. - Not all " the Echoes answer me " not all ! Prophetic sounds and loud, arise forever From us, and from all Ruin, unto the wise, As melody from Memnon to the Sun. We rule the hearts of mightiest men we rule With a despotic sway all giant minds. We are not impotent we pallid stones. Not all our power is gone not all our fame Not all the magic of our high renown Not all the wonder that encircles us Not all the mysteries that in us lie Not all the memories that hang...
119 psl. - If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him?
113 psl. - Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
7 psl. - Foul outrage which thou knowest not, which thou shalt never know. Then clasp me round the neck once more, and give me one more kiss; And now mine own dear little girl, there is no way but this." With that he lifted high the steel, and smote her in the side, And in her blood she sank to earth, and with one sob she died.