The Works of Lord Byron: Comprising the Suppressed Poems, Volumes 8-9A. and W. Galignani, 1826 - English literature |
Common terms and phrases
ABEL ADAH ADAM AHOLIBAMAH ANAH angels ARNOLD art thou aught AZAZIEL bear beautiful behold beneath better blood born BOURBON breath brother CÆSAR CAIN canst CESAR clouds curse dare death deep dost doth dust e'er earth eternal evil Exit eyes father fear feel Fletcher Christian FRITZ GABOR hath heard heart heaven HENRICK hour IDENSTEIN immortal IRAD JAPHET JOSEPHINE leave less live look look'd lord LUCIFER Methinks mortal mother ne'er Neuha never night NOAH noble nought o'er OLIMPIA Paradise peace PRIOR ALBERT RODOLPH Saint Saint Peter SAMIASA scarce SCENE seem'd seraphs serpent shadow shore SIEGENDORF sire smile SOLDIER son of Noah sorrow soul spirit stars STRALENHEIM STRANGER sword thee thine things thou art thou hast thou shalt thought thyself Torquil ULRIC unto walls wave WERNER wilt wind wings wouldst ZILLAH
Popular passages
Page 203 - ... from east to west Cheers the tar's labour or the Turkman's rest ; Which on the Moslem's ottoman divides His hours, and rivals opium and his brides ; Magnificent in Stamboul, but less grand, Though not less loved, in Wapping or the Strand ; Divine in...
Page 315 - He had written praises -of a regicide; He had written praises of all kings whatever; He had written for republics far and wide, And then against them bitterer than ever; For pantisocracy he once had cried Aloud, a scheme less moral than 'twas clever; Then grew a hearty antijacobin — Had turn'd his coat — and would have turn'd his skin.
Page 286 - The fools who flock'd to swell or see the show, Who cared about the corpse? The funeral Made the attraction, and the black the woe. There...
Page 317 - The ghosts fled, gibbering, for their own dominions (For 'tis not yet decided where they dwell, And I leave every man to his opinions) ; Michael took refuge in his trump — but lo ! His teeth were set on edge, he could not blow ! CIV.
Page 291 - But bringing up the rear of this bright host A Spirit of a different aspect waved His wings, like thunder-clouds above some coast Whose barren beach with frequent wrecks is paved ; His brow was like the deep when tempest-toss'd ; Fierce and unfathomable thoughts engraved Eternal wrath on his immortal face, And where he gazed a gloom pervaded space.
Page 315 - He meant no harm in scribbling; 'twas his way Upon all topics; 'twas, besides, his bread, Of which he butter'd both sides ; 'twould delay Too long the assembly (he was pleased to dread), And take up rather more time than a day, To name his works — he would but cite a few — 'Wat Tyler' — 'Rhymes on Blenheim'— 'Waterloo.
Page 317 - Phaeton, but more at ease, Into his lake, for there he did not drown; A different web being by the Destinies Woven for the Laureate's final wreath, whene'er Reform shall happen either here or there. cv He first sank to the bottom — like his works, But soon rose to the surface — like himself; For all corrupted things are buoy'd like corks...
Page 245 - I saw had an inclination to assist me, and as he fed me with shaddock (my lips being quite parched), we explained our wishes to each other by our looks; but this being observed, Martin was removed from me.
Page 249 - The secrecy of this mutiny is beyond all conception. Thirteen of the party who were with me had always lived forward among the seamen; yet neither they nor the messmates of Christian, Stewart, Haywood, and Young, had ever observed any circumstance that made them in the least suspect what was going on.
Page 101 - May the grass wither from thy feet! the woods Deny thee shelter ! earth a home! the dust A grave! the sun his light! and heaven her God!