The poetical works of Valentine Verity: ed. [or rather written] by S.W. Leonard1867 |
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... kind return Of alienates like these for good received ; But , though so bravely , obstinately fought , Their purpose fail'd - they fell , successfully Resisted , baffled , countermin'd , and scorn'd . Thus may our country ever foil her ...
... kind return Of alienates like these for good received ; But , though so bravely , obstinately fought , Their purpose fail'd - they fell , successfully Resisted , baffled , countermin'd , and scorn'd . Thus may our country ever foil her ...
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... kind- In short , it gies " a summer to the mind . " Then let us mount , friend Byron , and be off , While yet the spirit moves us to be gay , And our philosophy's inclin'd to laugh And lash at follies as they cross our way . We'll have ...
... kind- In short , it gies " a summer to the mind . " Then let us mount , friend Byron , and be off , While yet the spirit moves us to be gay , And our philosophy's inclin'd to laugh And lash at follies as they cross our way . We'll have ...
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... kind of coarse , unblushing lewdness , which cannot be found in any part of " Don Juan . " Nor does the French romance afford any relief from the one avowed purpose - a narrative of unbounded sensual passion in all its undisguised and ...
... kind of coarse , unblushing lewdness , which cannot be found in any part of " Don Juan . " Nor does the French romance afford any relief from the one avowed purpose - a narrative of unbounded sensual passion in all its undisguised and ...
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... jaws With clench'd teeth , grinning most maliciously , Seem'd to embody the Black Friar's Ghost : Oh ! If it be so , we are lost ! -we're lost ! " LXXX . Juan , with kind caresses tried to sooth THE SHADE OF BYRON . 37.
... jaws With clench'd teeth , grinning most maliciously , Seem'd to embody the Black Friar's Ghost : Oh ! If it be so , we are lost ! -we're lost ! " LXXX . Juan , with kind caresses tried to sooth THE SHADE OF BYRON . 37.
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S W. Leonard. LXXX . Juan , with kind caresses tried to sooth her , Kissing her sweet lips and her panting breast ; Assuring her ' twas nothing that should move her To be alarmed , —though he himself confess'd " Twas " very odd . " Swore ...
S W. Leonard. LXXX . Juan , with kind caresses tried to sooth her , Kissing her sweet lips and her panting breast ; Assuring her ' twas nothing that should move her To be alarmed , —though he himself confess'd " Twas " very odd . " Swore ...
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Términos y frases comunes
aught Aurora beauteous beautiful blest Boötes bright Byron call'd canto chap charm clime Crystal Palace dark dear deep divine Don Juan doth doubt dread dream Duchess e'en e'er earth eternal ev'ry eyes fair familiar spirit fancy fear feel female fierce fire glory gold Grace hand hath heart heav'n heav'nly holy Honoria human Jews Juan's kiss knew labour Lady leave light Lord Byron Lord Pyrrho magic maid Maria Monk mind mortal Muse mystery nature nature's ne'er night nought o'er Paradise Lost passion poor pow'r priests pure reader rich rings Rodomont round Sabbath seem'd shade shine Sir William Jones sooth soul spirit Spitzbergen stanza stars strange Sumbawa sweet swift teint tell thee thine things thou thought truth turn'd twas twere twill Vishnu wild wonderful youth
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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.