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... hill : Yet there I've wander'd by thy vaunted rill ; Yes ! sigh'd o'er Delphi's long - deserted shrine , Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the weary Nine II . Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt ...
... hill : Yet there I've wander'd by thy vaunted rill ; Yes ! sigh'd o'er Delphi's long - deserted shrine , Where , save that feeble fountain , all is still ; Nor mote my shell awake the weary Nine II . Whilome in Albion's isle there dwelt ...
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... hills expand ! But man would mar them with an impious hand : And when the Almighty lifts his fiercest scourge ' Gainst those who most transgress his high command , With treble vengeance will his hot shafts urge Gaul's locust host , and ...
... hills expand ! But man would mar them with an impious hand : And when the Almighty lifts his fiercest scourge ' Gainst those who most transgress his high command , With treble vengeance will his hot shafts urge Gaul's locust host , and ...
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... , where flaunts she in such glorious sheen , That men forget the blood which she hath spilt , ( Oh , that such hills upheld a freeborn race And bow the knee to Pomp that loves to varnish Guilt . CANTO I. 15 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
... , where flaunts she in such glorious sheen , That men forget the blood which she hath spilt , ( Oh , that such hills upheld a freeborn race And bow the knee to Pomp that loves to varnish Guilt . CANTO I. 15 CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE .
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... hills upheld a freeborn race ! ) Whereon to gaze the eye with joyaunce fills , Childe Harold wends through many a pleasant place . Though sluggards deem it but a foolish chace , And marvel men should quit their easy chair , The toilsome ...
... hills upheld a freeborn race ! ) Whereon to gaze the eye with joyaunce fills , Childe Harold wends through many a pleasant place . Though sluggards deem it but a foolish chace , And marvel men should quit their easy chair , The toilsome ...
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... hills at length recede , And , less luxuriant , smoother vales extend : Immense horizon - bounded plains succeed ! Far as the eye discerns , withouten end , Spain's realms appear whereon her shepherds tend Flocks , whose rich fleece ...
... hills at length recede , And , less luxuriant , smoother vales extend : Immense horizon - bounded plains succeed ! Far as the eye discerns , withouten end , Spain's realms appear whereon her shepherds tend Flocks , whose rich fleece ...
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Page 84 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
Page 122 - Alas, the lofty city ! and alas, The trebly hundred triumphs ! and the day When Brutus made the dagger's edge surpass The conqueror's sword in bearing fame away ! Alas for Tully's voice, and Virgil's lay, And Livy's pictured page ! But these shall be Her resurrection ; all beside— decay. Alas, for Earth, for never shall we see That brightness in her eye she bore when Rome was free ! LXXXIII.
Page 83 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...
Page 85 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee!
Page 69 - But hark ! — that heavy sound breaks in once more, As if the clouds its echo would repeat; And nearer, clearer, deadlier than before! Arm ! Arm ! it is — it is — the cannon's opening roar...
Page 68 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street ; On with the dance ! let joy be unconfined ; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet...
Page 83 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven ! If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty and a mystery, and create In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Page 41 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flattered, followed, sought and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Page 66 - Yet must I think less wildly : — I have thought Too long and darkly, till my brain became, In its own eddy boiling and o'erwrought, A whirling gulf of phantasy and flame : And thus, untaught in youth my heart to tame, My springs of life were poison'd.
Page 144 - But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Standest alone — with nothing like to thee — Worthiest of God, the holy and the true. Since Zion's desolation, when that He Forsook his former city, what could be, Of earthly structures, in his honour piled, Of a sublimer aspect ? Majesty, Power, Glory, Strength, and Beauty, all are aisled In this eternal ark of worship undefiled.