John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| George Gordon Noel Byron, Lord Byron. (1788–1824) (continued) |
| His changing cheek, his sinking heart, confess The might, the majesty of loveliness? |
| The Bride of Abydos. Canto i. Stanza 6. |
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| The light of love, 1 the purity of grace, The mind, the music breathing from her face, 2 The heart whose softness harmonized the whole,— And oh, that eye was in itself a soul! |
| The Bride of Abydos. Canto i. Stanza 6. |
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| The blind old man of Scio’s rocky isle. |
| The Bride of Abydos. Canto i. Canto ii. Stanza 2. |
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| Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life, The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray! |
| The Bride of Abydos. Canto i. Canto ii. Stanza 20. |
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| He makes a solitude, and calls it—peace! 3 |
| The Bride of Abydos. Canto i. Canto ii. Stanza 20. |
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| Hark! to the hurried question of despair: “Where is my child?”—an echo answers, “Where? 4 |
| The Bride of Abydos. Canto i. Canto ii. Stanza 27. |
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| The fatal facility of the octosyllabic verse. |
| The Corsair. Preface. |
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| O’er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, 5 Survey our empire, and behold our home! These are our realms, no limit to their sway,— Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey. |
| The Corsair. Canto i. Stanza 1. |
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| Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried. |
| The Corsair. Canto i. Stanza 1. |
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| She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife. |
| The Corsair. Canto i. Stanza 3. |
| Note 1. See Gray, Quotation 14. [back] |
| Note 2. See Lovelace, Quotation 1. Browne, Quotation 8. [back] |
| Note 3. Solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant (They make solitude, which they call peace).—Tacitus: Agricola, c. 30. [back] |
| Note 4. I came to the place of my birth, and cried, “The friends of my youth, where are they?” And echo answered, “Where are they?”—Arabic MS. [back] |
| Note 5. See Churchill, Quotation 10. To all nations their empire will be dreadful, because their ships will sail wherever billows roll or winds can waft them.—Dalrymple: Memoirs, vol. iii. p. 152. [back] |