The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, Volume 1R. W. Pomeroy, 1824 |
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Page 285
... Nardini is inclined to suppose it may be one of the many wolves preserved in ancient Rome ; but of the two rather bends to the Ciceronian statue . Montfaucon mentions it as a point without doubt . Of the latter writers the decisive ...
... Nardini is inclined to suppose it may be one of the many wolves preserved in ancient Rome ; but of the two rather bends to the Ciceronian statue . Montfaucon mentions it as a point without doubt . Of the latter writers the decisive ...
Page 286
... Nardini for not having remarked that Cicero , in speaking of the wolf struck with lightning in the Capitol , makes use of the past tense . But , with the Abate's leave , Nardini does not positively assert the statue to be that mentioned ...
... Nardini for not having remarked that Cicero , in speaking of the wolf struck with lightning in the Capitol , makes use of the past tense . But , with the Abate's leave , Nardini does not positively assert the statue to be that mentioned ...
Page 287
... Nardini Roma Vet . lib . vii . cap . xii . In essa gli antichi pontefici per toglier la memoria de ' gino- chi Lupercali istituiti in onore di Romolo , introdussero l'uso di por- tarvi Bambini oppressi da infermità occulte , accio si ...
... Nardini Roma Vet . lib . vii . cap . xii . In essa gli antichi pontefici per toglier la memoria de ' gino- chi Lupercali istituiti in onore di Romolo , introdussero l'uso di por- tarvi Bambini oppressi da infermità occulte , accio si ...
Page 288
... Nardini in 1687. Ap . Græv . Antiq . Rom . tom . iv . p . 1522 . * Donatus , lib . xi . cap . 18. gives a medal representing on one side the wolf in the same position as that in the Capitol ; and in the re- verse the wolf with the head ...
... Nardini in 1687. Ap . Græv . Antiq . Rom . tom . iv . p . 1522 . * Donatus , lib . xi . cap . 18. gives a medal representing on one side the wolf in the same position as that in the Capitol ; and in the re- verse the wolf with the head ...
Page 291
... questa , dice l'epitaffio , essere la mede . sima fonte in cui fu convertita . ” Memorie , & c ap . Nardini , pag . 13. He does not give the inscription . he saw an inscription in the pavement , stating that NOTES TO CANTO IV . 291.
... questa , dice l'epitaffio , essere la mede . sima fonte in cui fu convertita . ” Memorie , & c ap . Nardini , pag . 13. He does not give the inscription . he saw an inscription in the pavement , stating that NOTES TO CANTO IV . 291.
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Page 186 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Page 188 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Page 79 - Once more upon the waters ! yet once more ! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider. Welcome, to their roar ! Swift be their guidance, wheresoe'er it lead ! Though the...
Page 85 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Page 187 - Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they ? Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Page 152 - Oh, Rome! my country! city of the soul! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye! Whose agonies are evils of a day— A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.
Page 85 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed. The mustering squadron, and the clattering car. Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Page 79 - Is THY face like thy mother's, my fair child! Ada ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled, And then we parted, — not as now we part, But with a hope. — Awaking with a start, The waters heave around me ; and on high The winds lift up their voices: I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by, When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
Page 109 - 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 ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Page 136 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night — Sunset divides the sky with her, a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains ; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be Melted to one vast Iris of the West, Where the Day joins the past Eternity ; While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air, an island of the blest...