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Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again,
And all went merry as a marriage bell.
Topic: Music
Source: Childe Harold (canto III, st. 21)
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There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's music in all things, if men had ears:
Their earth is but an echo of the spheres.
Topic: Music
Source: Don Juan (canto XV, st. 5)
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He left a Corsair's name to other times,
Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes.
Topic: Names
Source: The Corsair (canto III, st. 24)
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I have a passion for the name of "Mary,"
For once it was a magic sound to me,
And still it half calls up the realms of fairy,
Where I beheld what never was to be.
Topic: Names
Source: Don Juan (canto V, st. 4)
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On, Amos Cottle!--Phoebus! what a name!
Topic: Names
Source: English Bards and Scotch Reviewers (l. 399)
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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,
Survey our empire, and behold our home!
Topic: Navigation
Source: The Corsair (canto I, st. 1)
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Cooped in their winged sea-girt citadel.
Topic: Navy
Source: Childe Harold (canto II, st. 28)
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Right--that will do for the marines.
Topic: Navy
Source: The Island (II, XXI)
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Most glorious night!
Thou wert not sent for slumber!
Topic: Night
Source: Childe Harold (canto III, st. 93)
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For the night
Shows stars and women in a better light.
Topic: Night
Source: Don Juan (canto II, st. 152)
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The stars are forth, the moon above the tops
Of the snow-shining mountains--Beautiful!
I linger yet with Nature, for the night
Hath been to me a more familiar face
Than that of man; and in her starry shade
Of dim and solitary loveliness
I learn'd the language of another world.
Topic: Night
Source: Manfred (act III, sc. 4)
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It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale's high note is heard;
It is the hour when lovers' vows
Seem sweet in every whispered word;
And gentle winds, and waters near,
Make music to the lonely ear.
Each flower the dews have lightly wet,
And in the sky the stars are met,
And on the wave is deeper blue,
And on the leaf a browner hue,
And in the heaven that clear obscure,
So softly dark, and darkly pure.
Which follows the decline of day,
As twilight melts beneath the moon away.
Topic: Nightingales
Source: Parisina (st. 1)
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Once more upon the waters! yet once more!
And the waves bound beneath me as a steed
That knows his rider.
Topic: Ocean
Source: Childe Harold (canto III, st. 2)
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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.
Topic: Ocean
Source: Childe Harold (canto IV, st. 179)
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Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow,
Such as Creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Topic: Ocean
Source: Childe Harold (canto IV, st. 182)
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The image of Eternity--the throne
Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime
The monsters of the deep are made; each zone
Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Topic: Ocean
Source: Childe Harold (canto IV, st. 183)
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And I have loved them, Ocean! and my joy
Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be
Borne, like shy bubbles, onward; from a boy
I wanton'd with thy breakers.
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And laid my hand upon thy mane--as I do here.
Topic: Ocean
Source: Childe Harold (canto IV, st. 184)
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There's not a sea the passenger e'er pukes in,
Turns up more dangerous breakers than the Euxine.
Topic: Ocean
Source: Don Juan (canto V, st. 5)
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For most men (till by losing rendered sager)
Will back their own opinion is by a wager.
Topic: Opinion
Source: Beppo (st. 27)
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From the mingled strength of shade and light
A new creation rises to my sight,
Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow,
So warm with light his blended colors glow.
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The glowing portraits, fresh from life, that bring
Home to our hearts the truth from which they spring.
Topic: Painting
Source: Monody on the Death of the Rt. Hon. R.B. Sheridan (st. 3)
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Such parting break the heart they fondly hope to heal.
Topic: Parting
Source: Childe Harold (canto I, st. 10)
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Fare thee well! and if for ever,
Still for ever, fare thee well.
Topic: Parting
Source: Fare Thee Well
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Let's not unman each other--part at once;
All farewells should be sudden, when forever,
Else they make an eternity of moments,
And clog the last sad sands of life with tears.
Topic: Parting
Source: Sardanapalus (act V, sc. 1)
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We two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years.
Topic: Parting
Source: When We Two Parted
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Kathleen Mavourneen, the gray dawn is breaking,
The horn of the hunter is heard on the hill,
The lark from her light wing the bright dew is shaking--
Kathleen Mavourneen, what, slumbering, still?
Oh hast thou forgotten how soon we must sever?
Oh hast thou forgotten this day we must part?
It may be for years and it may be forever;
Oh why art thou silent, thou voice of my heart?
Topic: Parting
Source: When We Two Parted
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Ah, nut-brown partridges! Ah, brilliant pheasants!
And ah, ye poachers!--'Tis no sport for peasants.
Topic: Partridges
Source: Don Juan (canto XIII, st. 75)
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Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were.
Topic: Past
Source: Childe Harold (canto II, st. 2)
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The best of prophets of the future is the past.
Topic: Past
Source: Letter
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For what were all these country patriots born?
To hunt, and vote, and raise the price of corn?
Topic: Patriotism
Source: The Age of Bronze
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Mark! where his carnage and his conquests cease,
He makes a solitude and calls it--peace!
Topic: Peace
Source: The Bride of Abydos (canto II, st. 20)
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Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place!
Topic: Peace
Source: Childe Harold (canto IV, l. 177)
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I prefer the most unfair peace to the most righteous war.
[Lat., Iniquissimam pacem justissimo bello antefero.]
Topic: Peace
Source: Childe Harold (canto IV, l. 177)
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For everything seemed resting on his nod,
As they could read in all eyes. Now to them,
Who were accustomed, as a sort of god,
To see the sultan, rich in many a gem,
Like an imperial peacock stalk abroad
(That royal bird, whose tail's a diadem,)
With all the pomp of power, it was a doubt
How power could condescend to do without.
Topic: Peacocks
Source: Don Juan (canto VII, st. 74)
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Oh! nature's noblest gift--my gray-goose quill!
Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will,
Torn from thy parent-bird to form a pen,
That might instrument of little men!
Topic: Pen
Source: English Bards and Scotch Reviewers (l. 7)
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There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar.
Topic: Pleasure
Source: Childe Harold (canto IV, st. 178)
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For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.
Topic: Poetry
Source: Childe Harold (canto I, st. 3)
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The fatal facility of the octosyllabic verse.
Topic: Poetry
Source: Corsair (preface)
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Ovid's a rake, as half his verses show him,
Anacreon's morals are a still worse sample,
Catullus scarcely has a decent poem,
I don't think Sappho's Ode a good example,
Although Longinus tells us there is no hymn
Where the sublime soars forth on wings more ample;
But Virgil's songs are pure, except that horrid one
Being with "Formosum Pastor Corydon."
Topic: Poets
Source: Don Juan (canto I, st. 42)
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I die,--but first I have possess'd,
And come what may, I have been bless'd.
Topic: Possession
Source: The Giaour (l. 1,114)
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Herself the solitary scion left
Of a time-honour'd race.
Topic: Posterity
Source: The Dream (st. 2)
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Dim with the mist of years, gray flits the shade of power.
Topic: Power
Source: Childe Harold (canto II, st. 2)
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Father of Light! great God of Heaven!
Hear'st thou the accents of despair?
Can guilt like man's be e'er forgiven?
Can vice atone for crimes by prayer?
Topic: Prayer
Source: Prayer of Nature
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Father! no prophet's laws I seek,--
Thy laws in Nature's works appear;--
I own myself corrupt and weak,
Yet will I pray, for thou wilt hear.
Topic: Prayer
Source: Prayer of Nature
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Oh, for a forty-parson power to chant
Thy praise, Hypocrisy! Oh, for a hymn
Loud as the virtues thou dost loudly vaunt,
Not practise!
Topic: Preaching
Source: Don Juan (canto X, st. 34)
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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!
Topic: Prophecy (Prophesy)
Source: The Bride of Abydos (canto II, st. 20)
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Of all the horrid, hideous notes of woe,
Sadder than owl-songs or the midnight blast;
Is that portentous phrase, "I told you so."
Topic: Prophecy (Prophesy)
Source: Don Juan (canto XIV, st. 50)
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Put himself upon his good behavior.
Topic: Proverbial Phrases
Source: Don Juan (canto V, st. 47)
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By all that's good and glorious.
Topic: Proverbial Phrases
Source: Sardanapalus (act I, sc. 2)
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'Tis sweet to listen as the night winds creep
From leaf to leaf; 'tis sweet to view on high
The rainbow, based on ocean, span the sky.
Topic: Rainbows
Source: Don Juan (canto I, st. 122)
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There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and
true religion.
Topic: Religion
Source: Don Juan (canto II, st. 34)
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