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Abbot Aholibamah Anah Assyria aught Bactria bear beauty behold Bertram Bertuccio blood breath Calendaro chief clouds Council Council of Ten dare death Doge Doge of Venice dost thou doth dread ducal Duke earth Enter eternal Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell father fear feel foes glory Guards hath hear heart heaven honour hour immortal Irad Japh king leave Lioni live look Lord Byron Manfred Marino Faliero Michel Steno monarch mortal mountains Myrrha ne'er never night Noah noble o'er palace Pania passion patrician peril pray prince rebels Salemenes Sardanapalus satraps SCENE Semiramis senate sire slave soldier son of Noah soul sovereign spare speak spirit stars sword thee thine things thou art thou hast thought throne traitors treason unto Venice voice whate'er wilt words wouldst thou wrath
Страница 38 - 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...
Страница 10 - When the moon is on the wave, And the glow-worm in the grass, And the meteor on the grave, And the wisp on the morass; When the falling stars are shooting, And the answer'd owls are hooting, And the silent leaves are still In the shadow of the hill, Shall my soul be upon thine, With a power and with a sign.
Страница 20 - From my youth upwards My spirit walk'd not with the souls of men, Nor look'd upon the earth with human eyes ; The thirst of their ambition was not mine, The aim of their existence was not mine ; My joys, my griefs, my passions, and my powers, Made me a stranger ; though I wore the form, I had no sympathy with breathing flesh, Nor midst the creatures of clay that girded me Was there but one who but of her anon.
Страница 18 - It is not noon— the Sunbow's rays still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse.
Страница 11 - And a magic voice and verse Hath baptized thee with a curse ; And a spirit of the air Hath begirt thee with a snare ; In the wind there is a voice Shall forbid thee to rejoice ; And to thee shall Night deny All the quiet of her sky ; And the day shall have a sun, Which shall make thee wish it done.
Страница 36 - Most glorious orb! that wert a worship, ere The mystery of thy making was reveal'd! 10 Thou earliest minister of the Almighty, Which gladden'd, on their mountain tops, the hearts Of the Chaldean shepherds, till they pour'd Themselves in orisons! Thou material God! And representative of the Unknown — Who chose thee for his shadow!
Страница 36 - Themselves in orisons ! Thou material God ! And representative of the Unknown — . Who chose thee for his shadow ! Thou chief star! Centre of many stars ! which mak'st our earth Endurable, and temperest the hues And hearts of all who walk within thy rays! Sire of the seasons! Monarch of the climes, And those who dwell in them ! for, near or far, Our inborn spirits have a tint of thee, Even as our outward aspects ; — thou dost rise, And shine, and set in glory.
Страница 7 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains ; They crown'd him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.
Страница 160 - Attest ! I am not innocent — but are these guiltless ? I perish, but not unavenged ; far ages Float up from the abyss of time to be, And show these eyes...
Страница 21 - The quest of hidden knowledge, and a mind • • To comprehend the universe ; nor these Alone, but with them gentler powers than mine — Pity, and smiles, and tears — which I had not ; And tenderness — but that I had for her : Humility— and that I never had.