Lord Byron's Cain und seine QuellenK.J. Trübner, 1880 - 48 pages |
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Abel Abelle Adah Adam und Eva Aehnlichkeit Aeschylus ages Asia Auffassung Aught beautiful Behold beiden Bibel biblischen Blasphemie Bruder Abel Byron's Cain Byron'schen Cayn Charakter Cherubim Childe Harold Coïncidenz curse death dichterischen earth Edinburgh Review Elemente endless Engel ersten eternal Eternity evil eyes fate and force father Faust feel ganzen Gedanken Gedicht Gefühle Geist Gessner good Göthe Gott heaven Helden higher Holtermann immortal Jeffrey Jehovah justify the ways know knowledge Kritiker lässt leave Leif brother lich life look Lord Byron love Lucifer made Manfred may thank Adam Milton Milton's Milton'sche mind Mysterien Mysterium Mystery by Lord never Opfer oure fader Paradise Paradise Lost poetry Prom Promethëische Prometheus reign sacrifice sagt Satan save Scene seems Shelley sign To Mortals Souls who dare speak spirits Stoff Stück subject things thou thought Titanen unseres Dichters Ursohn Vorrede zum Cain Weltenraum Werke wohl Works world worship Worte
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Page 28 - Less than archangel ruin'd, and the excess Of glory obscured ; as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams ; or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Page 37 - Souls who dare use their immortality — Souls who dare look the Omnipotent tyrant in His everlasting face, and tell him that His evil is not good...
Page 32 - Imparadised in one another's arms, The happier Eden, shall enjoy their fill Of bliss on bliss, while I to hell am thrust. Where neither joy nor love, but fierce desire, Among our other torments not the least, Still unfulfill'd with pain of longing pines.
Page 37 - Devoid of sense and motion? And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry Foe Can give it, or will ever? How he can Is doubtful; that he never will is sure. Will he, so wise, let loose at once his ire, Belike through impotence, or unaware, To give his enemies their wish, and end Them in his anger whom his anger saves To punish endless? Wherefore cease we then?
Page 47 - If the abysm Could vomit forth its secrets — but a voice Is wanting, the deep truth is imageless ; For what would it avail to bid thee gaze On the revolving world ? What to bid speak Fate, Time, Occasion, Chance and Change ? To these All things are subject but eternal Love.
Page 38 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Page 35 - Ill fare our ancestor impure, For this we may thank Adam ; but his thanks Shall be the execration ; so besides Mine own that bide upon me, all from...
Page 34 - I done in this? — I was unborn, I sought not to be born; nor love the state To which that birth has brought me. Why did he Yield to the serpent and the woman? or, Yielding, why suffer? What was there in this? The tree was planted, and why not for him? If not, why place him near it, where it grew, The fairest in the centre?
Page 6 - By tyrannous threats to force you into faith 'Gainst all external sense and inward feeling : Think and endure, — and form an inner world In your own bosom — where the outward fails ; So shall you nearer be the spiritual Nature, and war triumphant with your own.
Page 37 - To be no more. Sad cure! for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated Night, Devoid of sense and motion?