Manfred,: A Dramatic Poem, Volume 2John Murray, Albemarle-Street., 1817 - 73 pages |
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... night be past . SIXTH SPIRIT . My dwelling is the shadow of the night , Why doth thy magic torture me with light ? SEVENTH SPIRIT . The star which rules thy destiny , Was ruled , ere earth began , by me : It was a world as fresh and ...
... night be past . SIXTH SPIRIT . My dwelling is the shadow of the night , Why doth thy magic torture me with light ? SEVENTH SPIRIT . The star which rules thy destiny , Was ruled , ere earth began , by me : It was a world as fresh and ...
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... night , mountains , winds , thy star , Are at thy beck and bidding , Child of Clay ! Before thee at thy quest their spirits are- What wouldst thou with us , son of mortals - say ? MAN . Forgetfulness- FIRST SPIRIT . Of what - of SCENE I ...
... night , mountains , winds , thy star , Are at thy beck and bidding , Child of Clay ! Before thee at thy quest their spirits are- What wouldst thou with us , son of mortals - say ? MAN . Forgetfulness- FIRST SPIRIT . Of what - of SCENE I ...
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... Night deny All the quiet of her sky ; And the day shall have a sun , Which shall make thee wish it done . From thy false tears I did distil An essence which hath strength to kill ; From thy own heart I then did wring The black blood in ...
... Night deny All the quiet of her sky ; And the day shall have a sun , Which shall make thee wish it done . From thy false tears I did distil An essence which hath strength to kill ; From thy own heart I then did wring The black blood in ...
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... doth depend on time ? It doth ; but actions are our epochs : mine Have made my days and nights imperishable , Endless , and all alike , as sands on the shore , Innumerable atoms ; and one desart , Barren and cold 28 ACT H. MANFRED .
... doth depend on time ? It doth ; but actions are our epochs : mine Have made my days and nights imperishable , Endless , and all alike , as sands on the shore , Innumerable atoms ; and one desart , Barren and cold 28 ACT H. MANFRED .
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... nights of sleep ; thy toils , By danger dignified , yet guiltless ; hopes Of cheerful old age and a quiet grave , With cross and garland over its green turf , And thy grandchildren's love for epitaph ; This do I see - and then I look ...
... nights of sleep ; thy toils , By danger dignified , yet guiltless ; hopes Of cheerful old age and a quiet grave , With cross and garland over its green turf , And thy grandchildren's love for epitaph ; This do I see - and then I look ...
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answer ASTARTE Author beautiful beneath bidding Boards breath Castle of Manfred CHAMOIS HUNTER clay clouds death DESTINIES doth dread dwell earth Eleuthera Engravings Enter the ABBOT Exit MANFRED eyes fatal France French Glory to Arimanes Hast thou hath heart heaven hell HERMAN hour HURST illustrated JOHN large Paper late live London Longman look LORD LORD BYRON MANUEL Memoirs Mix'd mortal mountain Mysore NEMESIS night o'er ocean Octavo ORME PACIFIC OCEAN Pausanias pause PHAN Plates POEM Poet Laureate Portraits Price 21 printed Quarto REES rise ROBERT SOUTHEY ROBERT WALPOLE Royal Royal Navy SCENE Second Edition slumber Small 8vo soul speak SPIRIT star sunbow's things thou art thou dost thou wilt thoughts thy wish thyself torrent torture Translated TRAVELS UNIVERSITY of EDINBURGH URINARY ORGANS voice vols Volume wandering wave WILLIAM WILLIAM COXE WITCH wouldst thou wreck ΜΑΝ Аввот
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Page 68 - 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...
Page 10 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains, They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.
Page 33 - tis but the same; My pang shall find a voice. 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.
Page 31 - 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.
Page 69 - But the gladiators' bloody Circus stands, A noble wreck in ruinous perfection ! While Caesar's chambers, and the Augustan halls, Grovel on earth in indistinct decay.
Page 61 - Look on me! there is an order Of mortals on the earth, who do become Old in their youth, and die ere middle age...
Page 19 - ... tears I did distil An essence which hath strength to kill ; From thy own heart I then did wring The black blood in its blackest spring ; From thy own smile I...
Page 36 - She had the same lone thoughts and wanderings, 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 hod not ; And tenderness — but that I had for her ; Humility — and that I never had. Her faults were mine — her virtues were her own— I loved her, and destroy'd her ! Witch.
Page 51 - Hear me, hear me — Astarte! —my beloved! speak to me: I have so much endured — so much endure — Look on me ! the grave hath not changed thee more Than I am changed for thee. Thou lovedst me Too much, as I loved thee : we were not made To torture thus each other, though it were The deadliest sin to love as we have loved.
Page 8 - Philosophy and science, and the springs Of wonder, and the wisdom of the world, I have essay'd, and in my mind there is A power to make these subject to itself — But they avail not...