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During his youth when he was a page in the Polish royal court At that time he fell in love with the wife of one of the Counts and they met secretly to make love They were caught and he was strapped naked to a wild horse and set off into the country presumably to die Mazeppa survived the ordeal but oh the writing as the horse flies through the countryside forest and water I felt like I was on the horse with the language and flow of the meter A very exciting poem that touches on many Romantic themes I loved the descriptions of nature the horse Mazeppa is on as well as a band of wild horses he encounters Despair wonder excitement passion loss all swirl round Byron was also a vegetarian and his love of animals comes out in one section on the wild horseWith flowing tail and flying mareWide nostrils never stretched by painMouths bloodless to the bit or reinAnd feet that iron never shodAnd flanks unscarr d by spur or rod lines 679 683 Ode is an ode on Venice lamenting the decay of Venice the loss of freedom and the tyranny of rulers in a post Congress of Vienna world One section that stood out to me was Ye men who pour your blood for ings as waterWhat have they given your children in returnA heritage of servitude and woesA blindfold bondage where your hire is blows lines 67 70Finally A Fragment is Byron s contribution to the ghost writing contest from the summer of 1816 on Lake Geneva The contest conceived of by Byron invited Mary and Percy Shelley John Polidori and himself to write ghost stories to pass the time during a very rainy summer Byron only wrote a tiny opening just over 10 pages The fragment is dated June 17 1816 and is one of the first vampire stories It features a narrator and his companion Augustus Darvell who are traveling to the East in the 1700s The story starts off very slowly but by the time they reach a cemetery in Turkey it is flying and I was caught And then just as uickly it ends Byron never developed it afterwards and intended the fragment to be published in a magazine not appended to Mazeppa John Polidori inspired by Byron s fragment published his own vampire novel in 1819 entitled The Vampyre The main character is modeled on Byron Interestingly when Polidori s work was first published it was erroneously attributed to Lord Byron El poema en si no me pareci la gran cosa la edici n por suerte trae la versi n original en ingles y su traducci n al espa ol Es esta traducci n la ue me impresiono ciertamenteAl ser un poema narrativo el autor m s all del uso de una rima exuisita decidi prescindir de cualuier forma de separaci n estr fica en cambio el traductor enriueci enormemente la traducci n al adaptar el poema a las distintas formas de versificaci n estr fica del espa ol dando as un poema casi de composici n propia Encontramos as sonetos romances una suerte de silva tercetos encadenados o terza rima entre otros ue tal vez no logr identificar La verdad ue el trabajo ue se tom este traductor es sinceramente incre ble 3 Star. Ring it back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide We appreciate your understanding of the imperfections in the preservation process and hope you enjoy this valuable boo.

T anyone else but I don t believe that being tied naked face up on the back of a horse will teach you anything about how to ride or how to bond with the animal But that s just my opinion of courseThe reason this happened to Mazeppa was that he had an affair with a woman he should have stayed away from and the husband discovered them together Nothing is said of what became of the woman by the way Surely someone could have written a poem about her fateAnyway the husband orders Bring forth the horse the horse was broughtIn truth he was a noble steedA Tartar of the Ukraine breedWho looked as though the speed of thoughtWere in his limbs but he was wildWild as the wild deer and untaughtWith spur and bridle undefiled Twas but a day he had been caught And snorting with erected maneAnd struggling fiercely but in vainIn the full foam of wrath and dreadTo me the desert born was ledThey bound me on that menial throngUpon his back with many a thong They loosed him with a sudden lash Away away and on we dash Torrents less rapid and less rashThe rest of the poem is the tale of the wild ride and what happens to Mazeppa when the horse collapses beneath him and dies Of course we now that Mazeppa survives since he is telling the story himself but still it was a uite dramatic episode told in stirring Byronic style I just have to point out that in my opinion any horse that has something on its back that it cannot get free of will eventually drop and roll to try to rid itself of the burden Horses are prey animals and their greatest fear is to have Something Unknown latch onto them from above Byron s extremely wild horse would not have simply run itself to death it would have done anything it could have done to dislodge what for it was a monster Roll on the ground scrape itself against trees or rocks rear up and let itself fall over backwards The survival instinct in this horse would have triggered these activities and then Mazeppa would have been toast Crumbs evenBut once again that way of ending the story would not have been nearly as poetic right So I will make the horsewoman side of my brain eep uiet when I read this poem through again before closing the link and simply enjoy the poem itself once 35 stars I have wanted to read Byron and add a book of his to my collection for awhile now But much of it never grabbed my heart when I browsed through it Maybe it was my mood maybe the time or maybe I simply wasn t a Byron fan But I was always drawn back partly because of how he lived his life and partly the company he ept I came to Mazeppa by a roundabout route It wasn t the title poem but A Fragment a short piece included when it was first published in 1819 That was my hook The title poem then exerted its power over me and the deal was complete with Ode a poem on VeniceThe title poem is a story recounted by a much older Mazeppa a military commander with a Swedish ing retreating after the Battle of Poltava He recounts how he learned his horse riding skills. Lurred pages poor pictures errant marks etc that were either part of the original artifact or were introduced by the scanning process We believe this work is culturally important and despite the imperfections have elected to

For all behind was dark and drear And all before was night and fear How many hours of night or day In those suspended pangs I lay I could not tell I scarcely new If this were human breath I drewThankful that the bit with Theresa and her Asiatic eye is only a stanza and a half or so the way KS talked about it sounded like the whole poem s about that Mazeppa s transformation is gr8 but then for some reason the poem finishes with him just falling in love with a slender Cossack girl it s a crap ending for all the build up of Mazeppa s monstrosity Never cared much for poetry I read Mazeppa anyways and I really like it The tale of a man strapped to a horse who runs with an almost endless energy is great But I hunted this down for the Fragment of a novel included It s cited as the first vampire tale in literature I m interested in reading Bram Stoker and Prest s tales of Varney the Vampire so I figured I I read an excerpt of this poem in a collection last year and of course that taste made me hungry for the rest What I did not now was that Mazeppa was a real person and that this incident really happened Not exactly in the way Byron described it there is a difference in being tied to a thoroughly wild horse and being tied to your own personal mount But of course I can forgive Byron the exaggerating of detail because what The Way of Women kind of a poem would it have been if a tame horse had been lashed into a frenzy and then ran full speed to Mazeppa s own house This is what happened according to the wiki article I read about Mazeppa Sometimes history needs tweaking to become heroically poetic doesn t itIn the poem Mazeppa the King Of Sweden and some other soldiers are retreating from the Russian army after a battle that has gone badly The King is injured they all need to rest so they settle in for the night Byron makes a point of showing the bond between Mazeppa and his current war horse Among the rest Mazeppa madeHis pillow in an old oak s shade Himself as rough and scarce less oldThe Ukraine s Hetman calm and bold But first outspent with this long courseThe Cossack prince rubbed down his horseAnd made for him a leafy bedAnd smoothed his fetlocks and his maneAnd slacked his girth and stripped his reinAnd joyed to see how well he fed For until now he had the dreadHis wearied courser might refuseTo browse beneath the midnight dewsBut he was hardy as his lordAnd little cared for bed and board But spirited and docile tooWhate er was to be done would doShaggy and swift and strong of limbAll Tartar like he carried him Obeyed his voice and came to callAndnew him in the midst of allThough thousands were around and NightWithout a star pursued her flight That steed from sunset until dawnHis chief would follow like a fawn The King praises Mazeppa for all he has done for the army then goes on to compare Mazeppa s bond with his horse to Alexander The Great and his Bucephalus And Mazeppa then tells the tale of The school wherein I learned to ride Now I don t now abou. This is an EXACT reproduction of a book published before 1923 This IS NOT an OCR'd book with strange characters introduced typographical errors and jumbled words This book may have occasional imperfections such as missing or

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George Gordon Byron invariably known as Lord Byron later Noel 6th Baron Byron of Rochdale FRS was a British poet and a leading figure in Romanticism Amongst Byron's best known works are the brief poems She Walks in Beauty When We Two Parted and So we'll go no a roving in addition to the narrative poems Childe Harold's Pilgrimage and Don Juan He is regarded as one of the greatest Bri

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