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Albania arms Asia Minor avenging angel bard bark beauties behold beneath bids bosom breast breath bright Cephalonia charms Childe Harold couch coursers cries darkness darkness reign death deathless decks deep distant doom dread dream E'en echo eternal ev'ry expire fate Fauriel feelings fierce final doom fire flame flies fun'ral genius glittering gloom glory glow Greece hand Harold hears hath heart heav'n heroes holy Lamartine LAST CANTO last kiss light ling'ring Lord Byron lov'd lyre mast myriologues Nature's night o'er ocean's past pilgrim Pindus plain Poem poet reigns round sacred seas seeks shade shine shore sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound Sprinkle stanzas streams sword tears thee Thermopylae thou thro tide tomb torch tread trembling tyrants vales vessel voice wake wand'ring waves weep whence Whilst wild WILLIAM CLOWES winds youthful
Page x - and Rome have been more recently. The poem also, or the pilgrim, or both, have accompanied me from first to last; and perhaps it may be a pardonable vanity which induces me to reflect with complacency on a composition which in some degree connects me with the spot where it was produced, and
Page vi - difference, and disappointment at finding it unavailing, so far crushed my efforts in the composition, that I determined to abandon it altogether, and have done so. The opinions which have been or may be formed on that subject are now a matter of indifference: the work is to depend
Page vi - I had become weary of drawing a line which every one seemed determined not to perceive: like the Chinese in Goldsmith's Citizen of the World, whom nobody would believe to be a Chinese, it was in vain that I asserted and imagined that I had drawn a distinction between the author and the Pilgrim ; and the very anxiety to preserve
Page x - It has been to me a source of pleasure in the production, and I part with it with a kind of regret which I hardly suspected that events could have left me for imaginary objects.
Page vi - there will be found less of the Pilgrim than in any of the preceding, and that little slightly, if at all, separated from the author speaking in his own person. The fact is,
Page x - It has been our fortune to traverse together, at various periods, the countries of chivalry, history, and fable—Spain, Greece, Asia Minor, and Italy; and what Athens and Constantinople were to us a few years ago,
Page i - If thou regret'st thy youth, why live f The land of honourable death Is here:—up to the field, and give Away thy breath!
Page vi - and the author who has % no resources in his own mind beyond the reputation, transient or permanent, which is to arise from his literary
Page 109 - is one of the prodigies of heroism and misfortune of which our age is