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... church and court did mingle their array , And mass and revel were alternate seen ; Lordlings and freres - ill - sorted fry I ween ! But here the Babylonian whore hath built ( 3 ) A dome , where flaunts she in such glorious sheen , That ...
... church and court did mingle their array , And mass and revel were alternate seen ; Lordlings and freres - ill - sorted fry I ween ! But here the Babylonian whore hath built ( 3 ) A dome , where flaunts she in such glorious sheen , That ...
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... church , it was then a mosque , the most beautiful in the world . The portion yet standing , cannot fail to fill the mind of the most indifferent spectator with sentiments of astonishment VOL . VIII . F - II . Ancient of days ! august ...
... church , it was then a mosque , the most beautiful in the world . The portion yet standing , cannot fail to fill the mind of the most indifferent spectator with sentiments of astonishment VOL . VIII . F - II . Ancient of days ! august ...
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... part , by fire during the Venetian siege , had been a temple , a church , and a mosque . In each point of view it is an object of regard ; it changed its III . Son of the morning , rise ! approach 66 CANTO II . CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... part , by fire during the Venetian siege , had been a temple , a church , and a mosque . In each point of view it is an object of regard ; it changed its III . Son of the morning , rise ! approach 66 CANTO II . CHILDE HAROLD'S.
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... church , mixed with the highest contempt of churchmen , whom he cuffed upon occasion in a most heterodox manner . Yet he never passed a church without crossing himself ; and I remember the risk he ran in entering St. Sophia , in Stambol ...
... church , mixed with the highest contempt of churchmen , whom he cuffed upon occasion in a most heterodox manner . Yet he never passed a church without crossing himself ; and I remember the risk he ran in entering St. Sophia , in Stambol ...
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... church and palace sometimes affected to copy the purity of the Attic models . " Whatever may be asserted on the subject , it is difficult to conceive that the " ladies of Constantinople , " in the reign of the last Cæsar , spoke a purer ...
... church and palace sometimes affected to copy the purity of the Attic models . " Whatever may be asserted on the subject , it is difficult to conceive that the " ladies of Constantinople , " in the reign of the last Cæsar , spoke a purer ...
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Seite 267 - 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.
Seite 144 - Cameron's gathering' rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears!
Seite 249 - I see before me the Gladiator lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him! — He is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Seite 205 - Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains ; parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray.
Seite 142 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Seite 77 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flattered, followed, sought and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Seite 144 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Seite 143 - 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...
Seite 174 - 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...
Seite 165 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...