Don JuanThomas Davison, 1819 - 227 страници |
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... shore : " Farewell , where Guadalquivir's waters glide ! " Farewell , my mother ! and , since all is o'er , " Farewell , too dearest Julia ! - ( here he drew Her letter out again , and read it through . ) XIX . " And - oh ! if e'er I ...
... shore : " Farewell , where Guadalquivir's waters glide ! " Farewell , my mother ! and , since all is o'er , " Farewell , too dearest Julia ! - ( here he drew Her letter out again , and read it through . ) XIX . " And - oh ! if e'er I ...
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... shore , The vessel swam , yet still she held her own . They tried the pumps again , and though before Their desperate efforts seem'd all useless grown , A glimpse of sunshine set some hands to bale— The stronger pump'd , the weaker ...
... shore , The vessel swam , yet still she held her own . They tried the pumps again , and though before Their desperate efforts seem'd all useless grown , A glimpse of sunshine set some hands to bale— The stronger pump'd , the weaker ...
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... mess Was scant enough : in vain the telescope Was used - nor sail nor shore appear'd in sight , Nought but the heavy sea , and coming night . XLII . Again the weather threaten'd , —again blew A CANTO II . 139 DON JUAN .
... mess Was scant enough : in vain the telescope Was used - nor sail nor shore appear'd in sight , Nought but the heavy sea , and coming night . XLII . Again the weather threaten'd , —again blew A CANTO II . 139 DON JUAN .
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... shore ; And then they were too many , though so few- Nine in the cutter , thirty in the boat , Were counted in them when they got afloat . LV . All the rest perish'd ; near two hundred souls Had left their bodies ; and , what's worse ...
... shore ; And then they were too many , though so few- Nine in the cutter , thirty in the boat , Were counted in them when they got afloat . LV . All the rest perish'd ; near two hundred souls Had left their bodies ; and , what's worse ...
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... ! And carry them to shore ; these hopes were fine , But as they had but one oar , and that brittle , It would have been more wise to save their victual . LXX . The fourth day came , but not a CANTO II . 153 DON JUAN .
... ! And carry them to shore ; these hopes were fine , But as they had but one oar , and that brittle , It would have been more wise to save their victual . LXX . The fourth day came , but not a CANTO II . 153 DON JUAN .
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Agamemnon Algiers answer'd Antonia appear'd beautiful blood boat breath Cadiz call'd CANTO Catullus cave CCIV charming chaste cheek CIII dead death devil Don Alfonso Don Jóse Don Juan Donna Inez Donna Julia doubt e'er eyes face fair famish'd feel fond friends gazed grew Guadalquivir Haidee hair half hand heart heaven hope hour Juan's kiss knew lady learn'd least lips lived Longinus look'd Lull'd maid mistress moon moral mother ne'er never night Noah's ark nought o'er ocean pair pass'd passion Pedrillo perhaps perish'd poets pray round Save scarce sea-sick seem'd Seville ship shore sigh sleep smiled sort soul Spain stanza stars sublime surely tears tell There's things Thou thought Tis sweet true turn'd tutor Twas Twere Virgin Mary wave whate'er whisper'd wife wind wine Xerxes Young Juan youth
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Страница 105 - I'll write poetical commandments, which Shall supersede beyond all doubt all those That went before ; in these I shall enrich My text with many things that no one knows, And carry precept to the highest pitch ; I'll call the work, " Longinus o'er a Bottle, Or, Every Poet his own Aristotle.
Страница 212 - A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love, And beauty, all concentrating like rays Into one focus, kindled from above; Such kisses as belong to early days, Where heart, and soul, and sense, in concert move, And the blood's lava, and the pulse a blaze, Each kiss a heart-quake — for a kiss's strength, I think, it must be reckon'd by its length.
Страница 145 - 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.
Страница 3 - 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...
Страница 64 - From leaf to leaf ; tis sweet to view on high The rainbow, based on ocean, span the sky. 'Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark Bay deep-mouth'd welcome as we draw near home ; 'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come...
Страница 163 - The other father had a weaklier child, Of a soft cheek, and aspect delicate ; But the boy bore up long, and with a mild And patient spirit held aloof his fate ; Little he said, and now and then he smiled, As if to win a part from off the weight He saw increasing on his father's heart. With the deep deadly thought that they must part.
Страница 24 - Ovid's a rake, as half his verses show him, Anacreon's morals are a still worse sample, Catullus scarcely has a decent poem, I don't think Sappho's Ode a good example, Although Longinus tells us there is no hymn Where the sublime soars forth on wings more ample: But Virgil's songs are pure, except that horrid one Beginning with 'Formosum Pastor Corydon'.
Страница 69 - Tis pity though, in this sublime world, that Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure ; Few mortals know what end they would be at, But whether glory, power, or love, or treasure, The path is through perplexing ways, and when The goal is gain'd, we die, you know— and then CXXXIV. What then ?— I do not know — no more do you—- And so good night.
Страница 128 - And oh! if e'er I should forget, I swear But that's impossible, and cannot be Sooner shall this blue ocean melt to air, Sooner shall earth resolve itself to sea, Than I resign thine image, oh, my fair! Or think of anything, excepting thee; A mind diseased no remedy can physic...
Страница 211 - Circling all nature, hush'd, and dim, and still, With the far mountain-crescent half surrounded On one side, and the deep sea calm and chill Upon the other, and the rosy sky With one star sparkling through it like an eye.