The poetical works of Valentine Verity: ed. [or rather written] by S.W. Leonard1867 |
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... people hope to win . Blow after blow he aims with deadly thrust To strike the advocate of freedom down ; And , though despairing , still he perseveres , He and his hostile party , to attack1 The fair THE SHADE OF BYRON .
... people hope to win . Blow after blow he aims with deadly thrust To strike the advocate of freedom down ; And , though despairing , still he perseveres , He and his hostile party , to attack1 The fair THE SHADE OF BYRON .
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S W. Leonard. He and his hostile party , to attack1 The fair fame of the people's friend , who stands The firm supporter of his country's weal . Lo ! such , oh England , is the kind return Of alienates like these for good received ; But ...
S W. Leonard. He and his hostile party , to attack1 The fair fame of the people's friend , who stands The firm supporter of his country's weal . Lo ! such , oh England , is the kind return Of alienates like these for good received ; But ...
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... fair , " ' T was surely very wrong in Juan's mother To leave together this imprudent pair . " Don Juan , canto i . , stanza 110 . Butler , in his " Hudibras , " spells pronounce it " vinders . " Also , in all introduce an r - thus , for ...
... fair , " ' T was surely very wrong in Juan's mother To leave together this imprudent pair . " Don Juan , canto i . , stanza 110 . Butler , in his " Hudibras , " spells pronounce it " vinders . " Also , in all introduce an r - thus , for ...
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... fair , so form'd for love ! Her burning tears his bosom did bedew , As they would melt his heart . — Oh , Phidian Jove ! What chisel ever cut , or painter drew , A group so fine ! -Rapt Juan's eyes did rove O'er her sweet breast , as in ...
... fair , so form'd for love ! Her burning tears his bosom did bedew , As they would melt his heart . — Oh , Phidian Jove ! What chisel ever cut , or painter drew , A group so fine ! -Rapt Juan's eyes did rove O'er her sweet breast , as in ...
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... fair orb , letting its pink crest creep Almost above the margin of the lace That gracefully did aim to shroud Her Grace . XVII . Poor Juan was no anchorite - he saw- He came was overcome ! -Nor long did pause To think what consequences ...
... fair orb , letting its pink crest creep Almost above the margin of the lace That gracefully did aim to shroud Her Grace . XVII . Poor Juan was no anchorite - he saw- He came was overcome ! -Nor long did pause To think what consequences ...
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ages appear beautiful bright bring Byron canto cause chap course dark dear death deep divine Don Juan doth doubt dream Duchess e'en earth eternal ev'ry eyes face fair fear feel fire follow give gold Grace hand hath head heart heav'n holy hope hour human Italy keep kind knew known Lady late laws leave less light living look Lord matter means meet mind mortal Muse nature ne'er never night o'er once pass poor present priests pure reader reason rest rich rings round seem'd seems sense shade sometimes soon soul spirit stanza stars strange sure sweet tell thee things thou thought till true truth turn twas wide wild wonderful young
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Página 170 - And he that stealeth a man, and selleth him, or if he be found in his hand, he shall surely be put to death.
Página 386 - Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; And whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs that may be won.
Página 283 - John Keats, who was killed off by one critique, Just as he really promised something great, If not intelligible, without Greek Contrived to talk about the gods of late, Much as they might have been supposed to speak. Poor fellow ! His was an untoward fate ; 'Tis strange the mind, that very fiery particle, Should let itself be snuffed out by an article.
Página 34 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 78 - Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye compass sea and land to make one proselyte, and when he is made, ye make him twofold more the child of hell than yourselves.
Página 288 - Are brought ; and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce. From beds of raging fire to starve in ice...
Página 35 - tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy...
Página 95 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished! Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
Página 164 - And the LORD said unto Moses, The man shall be surely put to death: all the congregation shall stone him with stones without the camp. 36 And all the congregation brought him without the camp, and stoned him with stones, and he died : as the LORD commanded Moses.
Página 78 - Woe unto you, Scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men's bones, and of all uncleanness.