An Historical and Critical Memoir of the Life and Writings of the Right Honorable Lord Byron: With Anecdotes of Some of His ContemporariesT. McLean, 1822 - 427 sidor |
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... sides interposed to bring about a marriage between her Ladyship and Captain Byron , which was effected ; but it turned out unhappily , for the season of pleasure was over , and the dregs of illicit love were become gall and wormwood ...
... sides interposed to bring about a marriage between her Ladyship and Captain Byron , which was effected ; but it turned out unhappily , for the season of pleasure was over , and the dregs of illicit love were become gall and wormwood ...
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... side of an English sailor who happened to be passing quietly along . Having perpetrated this mur- derous deed , the assassin ran with all haste till he reached the church , where he fell prostrate before the altar , crossed himself with ...
... side of an English sailor who happened to be passing quietly along . Having perpetrated this mur- derous deed , the assassin ran with all haste till he reached the church , where he fell prostrate before the altar , crossed himself with ...
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... side of a mountain by our countryman Beckford , but which was then abandoned by the owner , whose history in many respects bears a melancholy resemblance to that of the noble poet . Having just seen enough of the Portuguese capital to ...
... side of a mountain by our countryman Beckford , but which was then abandoned by the owner , whose history in many respects bears a melancholy resemblance to that of the noble poet . Having just seen enough of the Portuguese capital to ...
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... side of the same temple , he caused the following monkish lines to be very deeply cut , in large characters : " Quod non fecerunt Goti , Hoc fecerunt Scoti . " But the resentment of our young lord was not limited to mere localities . 1 ...
... side of the same temple , he caused the following monkish lines to be very deeply cut , in large characters : " Quod non fecerunt Goti , Hoc fecerunt Scoti . " But the resentment of our young lord was not limited to mere localities . 1 ...
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... journeys which I made , and one voyage to Colonna , the view from either side by land was less striking than the approach from the Isles . " With regard to the climate of Attica , Lord Byron 128 CLIMATE . observes , that , " setting aside.
... journeys which I made , and one voyage to Colonna , the view from either side by land was less striking than the approach from the Isles . " With regard to the climate of Attica , Lord Byron 128 CLIMATE . observes , that , " setting aside.
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Sida 288 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Sida 312 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night; Sunset divides the sky with her; a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be, — Melted to one vast Iris of the West, — Where the Day joins the past Eternity, While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest!
Sida 289 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me; and to me, High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...
Sida 289 - Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more...
Sida 388 - Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears: "Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Sida 185 - The mother of Sisera looked out at a window, And cried through the lattice, 'Why is his chariot so long in coming? Why tarry the wheels of his chariots?
Sida 289 - It is the hush of night, and all between Thy margin and the mountains, dusk, yet clear, Mellow'd and mingling, yet distinctly seen, Save darken'd Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep ; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one...
Sida 305 - Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watchdog bay'd beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...
Sida 186 - Why is his chariot so long in coming ? why tarry the wheels of his chariots ? Her wise ladies answered her, yea, she returned answer to herself, have they not sped ? have they not divided the prey ; to every man a damsel or two ; to Sisera a prey of divers colours, a prey of divers colours of needlework, of divers colours of needlework on both sides, meet for the necks of them that take the spoil...
Sida 164 - Ah, me ! in sooth he was a shameless wight, Sore given to revel and ungodly glee ; Few earthly things found favour in his sight Save concubines and carnal companie, And flaunting wassailers of high and low degree.