The Works of Lord Byron, Volumen 11J. Murray, 1900 |
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... death ( May , 1776 ) of Mlle . l'Espinasse . The king prescribed as a remedy for his friend's grief , quelque problème bien difficile à résoudre . Byron , as it were , paraphrases the motto which he pre- fixed to Childe Harold , Canto ...
... death ( May , 1776 ) of Mlle . l'Espinasse . The king prescribed as a remedy for his friend's grief , quelque problème bien difficile à résoudre . Byron , as it were , paraphrases the motto which he pre- fixed to Childe Harold , Canto ...
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... Death and discord ! -it was the Marquis himself , who was on a serenading party in the country , while his spouse had run away from town . The rest may be imagined - but , first of all , the lady tried to persuade him that she was there ...
... Death and discord ! -it was the Marquis himself , who was on a serenading party in the country , while his spouse had run away from town . The rest may be imagined - but , first of all , the lady tried to persuade him that she was there ...
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... Death be seen upon the wing , Long may this canvass triumph o'er decay , Tho ' man's dark fate hath torn thee far ... death on March 29 . On March 30 appeared a pamphlet under the title of The Accom- plishment of the first of Mr ...
... Death be seen upon the wing , Long may this canvass triumph o'er decay , Tho ' man's dark fate hath torn thee far ... death on March 29 . On March 30 appeared a pamphlet under the title of The Accom- plishment of the first of Mr ...
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... death till by your letter . Some weeks ago I wrote to you my acknowledgments of W [ alter ] S [ cott ] ' s article . Now I know it to be his , it cannot add to my good opinion of him , but it adds to that of myself . He , and Gifford ...
... death till by your letter . Some weeks ago I wrote to you my acknowledgments of W [ alter ] S [ cott ] ' s article . Now I know it to be his , it cannot add to my good opinion of him , but it adds to that of myself . He , and Gifford ...
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... death expire upon her needle , A sort of end which I should take indeed ill ! You may show these matters to Moore and the select , but not to the prophane ; and tell Moore that I wonder he don't write to me now and then . 640. - To ...
... death expire upon her needle , A sort of end which I should take indeed ill ! You may show these matters to Moore and the select , but not to the prophane ; and tell Moore that I wonder he don't write to me now and then . 640. - To ...
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Página 494 - But ye were dead To things ye knew not of, — were closely wed To musty laws lined out with wretched rule And compass vile; so that ye taught a school Of dolts to smooth, inlay, and clip, and fit, Till, like the certain wands of Jacob's wit, Their verses tallied. Easy was the task: A thousand handicraftsmen wore the mask Of Poesy.
Página 151 - 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. Were't the last drop in the well, As I gasped upon the brink, Ere my fainting spirit fell, Tis to thee that I would drink.
Página 492 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Página 148 - Set you down this; And say besides, that in Aleppo once, Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk Beat a Venetian and traduced the state, I took by the throat the circumcised dog, And smote him, thus.
Página 144 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Looked to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Página 317 - I am sure my bones would not rest in an English grave, or my clay mix with the earth of that country. I believe the thought would drive me mad on my deathbed, could I suppose that any of my friends would be base enough to convey my carcass back to your soil. I would not even feed your worms, if I could help it.
Página 495 - O may some spark of your celestial fire, The last, the meanest of your sons inspire, (That on weak wings, from far, pursues your flights; Glows while he reads, but trembles as he writes,) To teach vain wits a science little known, T' admire superior sense, and doubt their own!
Página 375 - Twas twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters ; like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail. Thus to their hopeless eyes...
Página 150 - s above me, Here's a heait 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 287 - I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.