The works of Thomas Moore, Volumen 161832 |
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Página 131
... reason I spit upon and abhor all the Saints and subjects of one half the impostures I see in the churches and palaces ; and when in Flanders , I never was so disgusted in my life , as with Rubens and his eternal wives and infernal glare ...
... reason I spit upon and abhor all the Saints and subjects of one half the impostures I see in the churches and palaces ; and when in Flanders , I never was so disgusted in my life , as with Rubens and his eternal wives and infernal glare ...
Página 205
... reason why I take the liberty of troubling you on the subject . If you have any means of com- munication with the man , would you permit me to convey to him the offer of any price he may obtain or think to obtain for his project ...
... reason why I take the liberty of troubling you on the subject . If you have any means of com- munication with the man , would you permit me to convey to him the offer of any price he may obtain or think to obtain for his project ...
Página 209
... face , for some exquisite reasons assigned in the preface . Singing , dresses , and music , very good . " LETTER CCCXI . TO MR MOORE . " Venice , 9 . A. D. 1818 . 209 LIFE OF LORD BYRON . the perusal I request, in French or English,...
... face , for some exquisite reasons assigned in the preface . Singing , dresses , and music , very good . " LETTER CCCXI . TO MR MOORE . " Venice , 9 . A. D. 1818 . 209 LIFE OF LORD BYRON . the perusal I request, in French or English,...
Página 229
... reasons of this were , firstly , her person ; -very dark , tall , the Venetian face , very fine black eyes . She was two - and - twenty years old , She was besides a thorough Venetian in her dialect , in her thoughts , in her ...
... reasons of this were , firstly , her person ; -very dark , tall , the Venetian face , very fine black eyes . She was two - and - twenty years old , She was besides a thorough Venetian in her dialect , in her thoughts , in her ...
Página 230
... reason but because she hap- pened to be leaning on my arm . You may suppose what a cursed noise this made ; but this is only one of her pranks . « At last she quarrelled with her husband , and one evening ran away to my house . I told ...
... reason but because she hap- pened to be leaning on my arm . You may suppose what a cursed noise this made ; but this is only one of her pranks . « At last she quarrelled with her husband , and one evening ran away to my house . I told ...
Términos y frases comunes
acquaintance admiration answer appear Armenian arrived beautiful believe Bologna Canto character Childe Harold copy Count Guiccioli Countess Countess Guiccioli Diodati Don Juan England English feel friends Galignani Geneva Gifford give gondola gone hear heard heart Hobhouse honour hope Hoppner horses husband Italian Italy Jungfrau kind Kinnaird lady Lake late least letter living look Lord Byron Madame Madame de Staël Manfred Marino Faliero mean Milan mind Mira Moore Morgante Maggiore MURRAY never night noble opinion passion perhaps person poem poet poetry Polidori Pope Pray present pretty published Ravenna received recollect Rome scene seen sent Shelley spirit stanzas suppose sure tell thee thing Third Canto thou thought tion told translation Venetian Venice verse Wengen whole wife wish woman word write written wrote
Pasajes populares
Página 460 - 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 44 - My sister ! my sweet sister ! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine ; Mountains and seas divide us, but I claim No tears, but tenderness to answer mine : Go where I will, to me thou art the same — A loved regret which I would not resign. There yet are two things in my destiny, — A world to roam through, and a home with thee.
Página 48 - For thee, my own sweet sister, in thy heart I know myself secure, as thou in mine ; We were and are — I am, even as thou art — Beings who ne'er each other can resign ; It is the same, together or apart, From life's commencement to its slow decline We are entwined. — let death come slow or fast, The tie which bound the first endures the last ! LINES ON HEARING THAT LADY BYRON WAS ILL.
Página 269 - 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.
Página 222 - He is a person of the most consummate genius, and capable, if he would direct his energies to such an end, of becoming the redeemer of his degraded country. But it is his weakness to be proud...
Página 138 - Of the embrace of angels, with a sex More beautiful than they, which did draw down The erring spirits who can ne'er return.
Página 16 - The music of the cows' bells ( for their wealth, like the patriarchs', is catile) in the pastures, which reach to a height far above any mountains in Britain, and the shepherds shouting to us from crag to crag, and playing on their reeds where the steeps appeared almost inaccessible, with the surrounding scenery, realized all that I have ever heard or imagined of a pastoral existence : — much more so than Greece or Asia Minor, for there we are a little too much of the sabre and...
Página 263 - What if thy deep and ample stream should be A mirror of my heart, where she may read The thousand thoughts I now betray to thee, Wild as thy wave, and headlong as thy speed ! What do I say, a mirror of my heart?
Página 47 - The world is all before me; I but ask Of Nature that with which she will comply — It is but in her summer's sun to bask, To mingle with the quiet of her sky, To see her gentle face without a mask, And never gaze on it with apathy.
Página 270 - Venice gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long.