...smile, As loss or guerdon of a glorious lot ; I stood and stand alone, — remember* d or forgot. OZIII. I have not loved the world, nor the world me ; I have not flattered its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, nor cried aloud In worship of...

...As loss or guerdon of a glorious lot ; I stood and stand alone, — remember 'ti or forgot. CXI1I. I have not loved the world, nor the world me ; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles,...

...almost none, brands the mass of humanity whom he leaves behind him as false and treacherous. CXIII. ' I have not loved the world, nor the world me; I have not flattered it's rank breath, nor bow'd To it's idolatries a patient knee, — Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, —...

.... REVENGE Emerson was probably thinking of Byron's scornful lines in Childe Harold, III, 113, 1-2: "I have not loved the World nor the World me; / I have not flattered its rank breath"; and of the hostility with which the fashionable world reacted to his separation from Lady Byron. 137.9...

...Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. They read the lines to Ada,all genuinely stirred by Byron's work) YOUNG MAN. I have not loved the world, nor the world me, I have not flattered its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee — YOUNG WOMAN. Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, nor cried aloud...

...Byron. Indeed, Childe Harold is an arsenal of mottoes and epithets for Jerry: "self -torturing sophist," "I have not loved the world, nor the world me," "I have thought too long and darkly," "Wrung with the wounds which kill not, but ne'er heal." Jerry is hardly...

...the leading actor without equivocation. It can be seen, for instance, in the famous stanzas beginning I have not loved the world, nor the world me; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee (III, cxiii) The Shakespearean...

...the book. I still know it by heart. I could never forget—I'll bet you can guess what it is, Mother. I have not loved the World, nor the World me; I have not flattered its rank breath,— SIMON [brea\s in and ta^es it up, ta\ing on her tone of arrogant disdain] . . . nor bowed To its idolatries...

...he has not endeavoured in this manner to familiarize me. Annabella Milbanke, Lady Byron (1792-1860) I have not loved the world, nor the world me; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee. Lord Byron (1788-1824) English...

...Harold's Pilgrimage. They read the lines to Ada, all genuinely stirred by Byron's work. YOUNG MAN: I have not loved the world, nor the world me, I have not flattered its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee — YOUNG WOMAN: Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, nor cried aloud...