The works of ... lord Byron, Niteet 9–10 |
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Sivu 103
... my guilt , ' tis not to boast , ,, None can deem harshlier of me than I deem : ,, I trace this scrawl because I cannot rest ,, I've nothing to reproach , or to request . 3 CXCIV . ,, Man's love is of man's life Canto I. 103 DON JUAN .
... my guilt , ' tis not to boast , ,, None can deem harshlier of me than I deem : ,, I trace this scrawl because I cannot rest ,, I've nothing to reproach , or to request . 3 CXCIV . ,, Man's love is of man's life Canto I. 103 DON JUAN .
Sivu 150
... rest perish'd ; near two hundred souls Had left their bodies ; and , what's worse , alas ! When over Catholics the ocean rolls , They must wait several weeks before a mass Takes off one peck of purgatorial coals , - Because , till ...
... rest perish'd ; near two hundred souls Had left their bodies ; and , what's worse , alas ! When over Catholics the ocean rolls , They must wait several weeks before a mass Takes off one peck of purgatorial coals , - Because , till ...
Sivu 161
... the sea , And such things as the entrails and the brains Regaled two sharks , who follow'd o'er the billow- The sailors ate the rest of poor Pedrillo . Vol . IX . Ꮮ LXXVIII . The sailors ate him , all save three Canto II . 161 DON JUAN .
... the sea , And such things as the entrails and the brains Regaled two sharks , who follow'd o'er the billow- The sailors ate the rest of poor Pedrillo . Vol . IX . Ꮮ LXXVIII . The sailors ate him , all save three Canto II . 161 DON JUAN .
Sivu 163
... rest were thin enough , heaven knows ; And some of them had lost their recollection , Happier than they who still perceived their woes ; But others ponder'd on a new dissection , As if not warn'd sufficiently by those Who had already ...
... rest were thin enough , heaven knows ; And some of them had lost their recollection , Happier than they who still perceived their woes ; But others ponder'd on a new dissection , As if not warn'd sufficiently by those Who had already ...
Sivu 171
... rest rubb'd their eyes , and saw a bay , Or thought they saw , and shaped their course for shore ; For shore it was , and gradually grew Distinct , and high , and palpable to view . XCVIII , And then of these some part burst into Canto ...
... rest rubb'd their eyes , and saw a bay , Or thought they saw , and shaped their course for shore ; For shore it was , and gradually grew Distinct , and high , and palpable to view . XCVIII , And then of these some part burst into Canto ...
Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
Algiers Antonia appear'd Baba beautiful blood boat Bosphorus breath Cadiz call'd CANTO charming cheek CIII dead death deep devil Don Alfonso Don Juan Donna Inez doubt e'er earth eunuch eyes face fair fame father's feelings flash'd form'd gazed giaour gold grew Haidee Haidée's hair half hand heart heaven Hellespont hope hour human clay Juan's Julia kiss knew lady least leave lips look look'd lover maid mistress moral mother Muse ne'er never night Noah's ark o'er ocean pair pale Parnassian pass'd passion Pedrillo perhaps poets pray renegado rhymes round Samian wine Sappho scarce seem'd sherbet shore sigh sing sire slaves sleep smile song soul Spain stanza stood strange tears tell There's things third sex thou thought Tis sweet true turn'd Twas twere wave whate'er wife wind wine words youth
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Sivu 50 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Sivu 56 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think...
Sivu 104 - 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.
Sivu 52 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Sivu 54 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one? You have the letters Cadmus gave, — Think ye he meant them for a slave?
Sivu 53 - Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead ! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still? and silent all? Ah ! no : the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise, — we come, we come ! " 'Tis but the living who are dumb.
Sivu 66 - 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.
Sivu 212 - Man, being reasonable, must get drunk ; The best of life is but intoxication : Glory, the grape, love, gold, in these are sunk The hopes of all men, and of every nation ; Without their sap, how branchless were the trunk Of life's strange tree, so fruitful on occasion : But to return, — Get very drunk ; and when You wake with headache, you shall see what then.
Sivu 7 - 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.
Sivu 149 - Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell — Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave, Then some leap'd overboard with dreadful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave; And the sea yawn'd around her like a hell, And down she suck'd with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die.