The Life, Writings, Opinions, and Times of the Right Hon. George Gordon Noel Byron, Lord Byron: Including ... Anecdotes, and Memoirs of the Lives of the Most Eminent and Eccentric, Public and Noble Characters and Courtiers of the ... Age and Court of His Majesty King George the Fourth. In the Course of the Biography is Also Separately Given, Copious Recollections of the Lately Destroyed Ms. Originally Intended for Posthumous Publication, and Entitled: Memoirs of My Own Life and Times, Volumen 1M. Iley, 1825 - 431 páginas |
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... thou'lt fa ' . ' " Now , who knows but the pony may be a mare's ae foal , and we are both widows ' ae sons ; but you have a sister , and I have nobody to lament for me but my mother . " The other boy con- ROMANTIC IDEAS . 39 sented ...
... thou'lt fa ' . ' " Now , who knows but the pony may be a mare's ae foal , and we are both widows ' ae sons ; but you have a sister , and I have nobody to lament for me but my mother . " The other boy con- ROMANTIC IDEAS . 39 sented ...
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... Thou , the hall of my fathers , art gone to decay ; In thy once smiling gardens , the hemlock and thistle Now choke up the rose that late bloom'd in the way . ' " With the exception of the dog's tomb , a con- spicuous and elegant object ...
... Thou , the hall of my fathers , art gone to decay ; In thy once smiling gardens , the hemlock and thistle Now choke up the rose that late bloom'd in the way . ' " With the exception of the dog's tomb , a con- spicuous and elegant object ...
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... thou feeble tenant of an hour , Debas'd by slav'ry , or corrupt by power , Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust , Degraded mass of animated dust ; Thy love is lust , thy friendship all a cheat , Thy tongue hypocrisy , thy ...
... thou feeble tenant of an hour , Debas'd by slav'ry , or corrupt by power , Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust , Degraded mass of animated dust ; Thy love is lust , thy friendship all a cheat , Thy tongue hypocrisy , thy ...
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... thou now wing thy distant flight ? No more with wonted humour gay , But pallid , cheerless , and forlorn . ' ραις , 67 P. 72 . is ren- As to However , be this as it may , we fear his trans- lations and imitations are great favourites ...
... thou now wing thy distant flight ? No more with wonted humour gay , But pallid , cheerless , and forlorn . ' ραις , 67 P. 72 . is ren- As to However , be this as it may , we fear his trans- lations and imitations are great favourites ...
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... thou , Scott , by vain conceit perchance , On public taste to foist thy stale romance , Though Murray with his ... Thou still wilt verse - ward plod thy weary way ; If still , in Berkeley ballads , most uncivil , Thou wilt devote old ...
... thou , Scott , by vain conceit perchance , On public taste to foist thy stale romance , Though Murray with his ... Thou still wilt verse - ward plod thy weary way ; If still , in Berkeley ballads , most uncivil , Thou wilt devote old ...
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The Life, Writings, Opinions, and Times of the Right Hon. George ..., Volumen 1 Vista completa - 1825 |
The Life, Writings, Opinions, and Times of the Right Hon. George ..., Volumen 1 Vista completa - 1825 |
The Life, Writings, Opinions, and Times of the Right Hon. George ..., Volumen 1 Vista completa - 1825 |
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Página 83 - To live within himself; she was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts, Which terminated all: upon a tone, A touch of hers, his blood would ebb and flow, And his cheek change tempestuously— his heart Unknowing of its cause of agony.
Página 60 - Near this spot Are deposited the Remains Of one Who Possessed Beauty Without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, And all the Virtues of Man Without his Vices. This Praise, which would be unmeaning flattery If inscribed over Human Ashes, Is but a just tribute to the Memory of "Boatswain," a Dog Who was born at Newfoundland, May, 1803, And died at Newstead Abbey Nov. 18, 1808.
Página 264 - Should her lineaments resemble Those thou never more may'st see, Then thy heart will softly tremble With a pulse yet true to me. All my faults perchance thou knowest, All my madness none can know ; All my hopes, where'er thou goest, Wither, yet with thee they go. Every feeling hath been shaken ; Pride, which not a world could bow. Bows to thee — by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now...
Página 169 - What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
Página 355 - As eager to anticipate their grave; And the sea yawn'd around her like a hell. And down she suck'd with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die.
Página 264 - Pride — which not a world could bow — Bows to thee — by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now. But 'tis done — all words are idle — Words from me are vainer still ; But the thoughts we cannot bridle Force their way without the will. Fare thee well ! — thus disunited — Torn from every nearer tie — Seared in heart — and lone — and blighted — More than this, I scarce can die. A SKETCH FROM PRIVATE LIFE. "Honest — Honest lago ! If that thou be'st a devil, I cannot kill thee."...
Página 304 - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Página 82 - Not by the sport of nature, but of man : These two, a maiden and a youth, were there Gazing — the one on all that was beneath Fair as herself — but the boy gazed on her ; And both were young, and one was beautiful : And both were young — yet not alike in youth. As the sweet moon on the horizon's verge, The maid was on the eve of womanhood ; The boy had fewer summers, but his heart Had far outgrown his years, and to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him...
Página 61 - But the poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still his master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone...
Página 312 - Ye toppling crags of ice! Ye avalanches, whom a breath draws down In mountainous o'erwhelming, come and crush me!