Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Lord ByronJ. Robins and Company, 1825 - 756 páginas |
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... manners , but now deserted and forlorn . In passing towards the habitable part of the house , it was impossi- ble not to feel something like an awful regret in passing the chamber of the late Hon . Mrs. Byron , exactly in the same state ...
... manners , but now deserted and forlorn . In passing towards the habitable part of the house , it was impossi- ble not to feel something like an awful regret in passing the chamber of the late Hon . Mrs. Byron , exactly in the same state ...
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... manner , as a bet that never could be decided , no bet was laid , and the conversation went on . Mr. Chaworth said , that were it not for Sir Charles Sedley's care , and his own , Lord Byron would not have a hare on his estate ; and ...
... manner , as a bet that never could be decided , no bet was laid , and the conversation went on . Mr. Chaworth said , that were it not for Sir Charles Sedley's care , and his own , Lord Byron would not have a hare on his estate ; and ...
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... manner , before all the witnesses for the prosecution could be examined . The trial being resumed the next day , as soon as their lordships had examined the rest of the witnesses in support of the charge against Lord Byron , the ...
... manner , before all the witnesses for the prosecution could be examined . The trial being resumed the next day , as soon as their lordships had examined the rest of the witnesses in support of the charge against Lord Byron , the ...
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... manner : - Captain Masterson immediately sent one of the cutters he had with him to land us at Dover , where we arrived that afternoon , and directly set out for Canterbury upon post horses ; but Captain Cheap was so tired by the time ...
... manner : - Captain Masterson immediately sent one of the cutters he had with him to land us at Dover , where we arrived that afternoon , and directly set out for Canterbury upon post horses ; but Captain Cheap was so tired by the time ...
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... manner clear or warm is useless , since We do not try , by speaking , to convince ; Be other orators of pleasing proud , We speak to please ourselves , not move the crowd : Our gravity prefers the muttering tone , A proper mixture of ...
... manner clear or warm is useless , since We do not try , by speaking , to convince ; Be other orators of pleasing proud , We speak to please ourselves , not move the crowd : Our gravity prefers the muttering tone , A proper mixture of ...
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Memoirs of the life and writings of lord Byron George Clinton (biographer of Byron.) Vista completa - 1825 |
Términos y frases comunes
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Página 558 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one?
Página 749 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due ; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Página 400 - Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery.
Página 328 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Página 392 - 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 Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Página 557 - Must we but weep o'er days more blest? 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 ! What, silent still?
Página 697 - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile.
Página 327 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Página 344 - Twas still some solace in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each, With some new hope, or legend old, Or song heroically bold ; But even these at length grew cold.
Página 348 - ... mate, But was not half so desolate, And it was come to love me when None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink Had brought me back to feel and think.