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... thine ; And then , methought , reluctantly , nor e'en To thine would pay the homage fully due . Ada . Yet deign'd he , Sir , before his homicide Much time to loiter at the Carian court . Atys . I know it well . Why say it now , my love ...
... thine ; And then , methought , reluctantly , nor e'en To thine would pay the homage fully due . Ada . Yet deign'd he , Sir , before his homicide Much time to loiter at the Carian court . Atys . I know it well . Why say it now , my love ...
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... thine deserved a better love . [ Exit , weeping . Croesus . The soul of Solon spoke in Ada's voice ! Oh ! Solon ! Solon ! -Wretched , wretched youth ! ( To Adrastus . ) Thy grief and voluntary condemnation Disarm my anger . Live ...
... thine deserved a better love . [ Exit , weeping . Croesus . The soul of Solon spoke in Ada's voice ! Oh ! Solon ! Solon ! -Wretched , wretched youth ! ( To Adrastus . ) Thy grief and voluntary condemnation Disarm my anger . Live ...
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... thine , Thine , joyful Bacchus , dy'd with ruddy wine . But why hath mirth to terror given place ? Why sits that paleness upon every face ? The martial trumpet's sound each heart appals , In deep - ton'd notes , to arms ! it loudly ...
... thine , Thine , joyful Bacchus , dy'd with ruddy wine . But why hath mirth to terror given place ? Why sits that paleness upon every face ? The martial trumpet's sound each heart appals , In deep - ton'd notes , to arms ! it loudly ...
Contents
CANTO I | 97 |
CANTO II | 116 |
The Authors Picture of himself | 131 |
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1st Peasant 2d Peasant Adrastus AMABEL arms Aryenis Aspasia Atys beauty blast blest bliss blood blow bosom brave breast breath bright brother Byron Carian Celene Charles Dallas charms coursers Cræsus Crasus Croesus crown dance daring dart dear death deeds Diomed dire dread Duke of Wellington e'en e'er ev'ry fair fame fate father fear fierce fight fire flame FRANK Friendship gallant glory gods Gordius grace grave grief hand happy hath heart Heaven hero honour hope King Lord loud Lydian martial mind ne'er never night o'er Orontes peace Philon Plutus pride Prince Princess proud rage Rhodius roar Saluzzo Sardis scorn sigh SIR GEORGE DALLAS SIR PETER PARKER smile soul steeds sweet swelling sword tear thee thine thou Tmolus tomb tow'ring twas tyrant valour vengeance Vict'ry vict'ry's virtue weeping wing youth