The Works of Lord Byron, Volumen 6J. Murray, 1903 |
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... never intended to be serious . Do you suppose that I could have any intention but to giggle and make giggle ? -a playful satire , with as little poetry as could be helped , was what I meant . " Again , after the completion but before ...
... never intended to be serious . Do you suppose that I could have any intention but to giggle and make giggle ? -a playful satire , with as little poetry as could be helped , was what I meant . " Again , after the completion but before ...
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... never feel them ? -Italy ! Thy late reviving Roman soul desponds Beneath the lie this State - thing breathed o'er thee 3— I. For the character of Eutropius , the eunuch and minister at the court of Arcadius , see Gibbon , [ Decline and ...
... never feel them ? -Italy ! Thy late reviving Roman soul desponds Beneath the lie this State - thing breathed o'er thee 3— I. For the character of Eutropius , the eunuch and minister at the court of Arcadius , see Gibbon , [ Decline and ...
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... never learned to kiss Till they were exiled from their earlier bowers , Where all was peace , and innocence , and bliss , ( I wonder how they got through the twelve hours ) , Don José , like a lineal son of Eve , Went plucking various ...
... never learned to kiss Till they were exiled from their earlier bowers , Where all was peace , and innocence , and bliss , ( I wonder how they got through the twelve hours ) , Don José , like a lineal son of Eve , Went plucking various ...
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... never on his guard ; And even the wisest , do the best they can , Have moments , hours , and days , so unprepared , That you might " brain them with their lady's fan ; And sometimes ladies hit exceeding hard , And fans turn into ...
... never on his guard ; And even the wisest , do the best they can , Have moments , hours , and days , so unprepared , That you might " brain them with their lady's fan ; And sometimes ladies hit exceeding hard , And fans turn into ...
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... never put on pantaloons or bodices ; 1 His reverend tutors had at times a tussle , And for their Æneids , Iliads , and Odysseys , i Were forced to make an odd sort of apology , For Donna Inez dreaded the Mythology . XLII . Ovid's a rake ...
... never put on pantaloons or bodices ; 1 His reverend tutors had at times a tussle , And for their Æneids , Iliads , and Odysseys , i Were forced to make an odd sort of apology , For Donna Inez dreaded the Mythology . XLII . Ovid's a rake ...
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Página 181 - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way, As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay.
Página 169 - The mountains look on Marathon — And Marathon looks on the sea; And, musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free; For, standing on the Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave.
Página 172 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine! Our virgins dance beneath the shade — I see their glorious black eyes shine; But gazing on each glowing maid, My own the burning tear-drop laves, To think such breasts must suckle slaves. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
Página 170 - Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships by thousands lay below, And men in nations; — all were his! He counted them at break of day, And when the sun set, where were they?
Página 170 - Must we but blush? — Our fathers bled. Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead ! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae!
Página 172 - Trust not for freedom to the Franks : They have a king who buys and sells ; In native swords, and native ranks, The only hope of courage dwells : But Turkish force and Latin fraud, Would break your shield, however broad.
Página 171 - Fill high the bowl with Samian wine ! On Suli's rock and Parga's shore Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore ; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown The Heracleidan blood might own.
Página 71 - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence; man may range The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart, Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange: Men have all these resources, we but one, To love again, and be again undone.
Página 246 - NOT to admire, is all the art I know, To make men happy, and to keep them so.
Página 569 - Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge. How little do we know that which we are ! How less what we may be ! The eternal surge Of time and tide rolls on, and bears afar Our bubbles ; as the old burst, new emerge, Lash'd from the foam of ages ; while the graves Of empires heave but like some passing waves.