Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Volym 3John Murray, 1833 |
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... perhaps , even them- selves would agree to class among his claims to praise , namely , the atonement which he had endeavoured to make for the youthful violence of his Satire by a measure of justice , amiable even in its overflowings ...
... perhaps , even them- selves would agree to class among his claims to praise , namely , the atonement which he had endeavoured to make for the youthful violence of his Satire by a measure of justice , amiable even in its overflowings ...
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... , Victima nil miserantis Orci . * Omnes eodem cogimur . ' — " Is there any thing beyond ? who knows ? He that can't tell . Who tells that there is ? He who don't know . And when shall he know ? perhaps 4 1814 . NOTICES OF THE.
... , Victima nil miserantis Orci . * Omnes eodem cogimur . ' — " Is there any thing beyond ? who knows ? He that can't tell . Who tells that there is ? He who don't know . And when shall he know ? perhaps 4 1814 . NOTICES OF THE.
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... perhaps , when he don't expect , and generally when he don't wish it . In this last respect , however , all are not alike it depends a good deal upon education , — something upon nerves and habits - but most upon digestion ...
... perhaps , when he don't expect , and generally when he don't wish it . In this last respect , however , all are not alike it depends a good deal upon education , — something upon nerves and habits - but most upon digestion ...
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... perhaps , ceased to be so . While you are under the influence of passions , you only feel , but cannot describe them , - any more than , when in action , you could turn round and tell the story to your next neighbour ! When all is over ...
... perhaps , ceased to be so . While you are under the influence of passions , you only feel , but cannot describe them , - any more than , when in action , you could turn round and tell the story to your next neighbour ! When all is over ...
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... perhaps , the only man who , under the relations in which he and I stand , or stood , with regard to each other , would have had the liberality to act thus ; none but a great soul dared hazard it . The height on which he stands ww has ...
... perhaps , the only man who , under the relations in which he and I stand , or stood , with regard to each other , would have had the liberality to act thus ; none but a great soul dared hazard it . The height on which he stands ww has ...
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The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Volym 3 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron,Thomas Moore Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1839 |
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Sida 238 - To pain — it shall not be its slave. There is many a pang to pursue me : They may crush, but they shall not contemn — They may torture, but shall not subdue me — 'Tis of thee that I think— not of them.
Sida 292 - And I at times have found the struggle hard, And thought of shaking off my bonds of clay : But now I fain would for a time survive, If but to see what next can well arrive.
Sida 238 - Though slander'd, thou never couldst shake ; Though trusted, thou didst not disclaim me, Though parted, it was not to fly, Though watchful, 'twas not to defame me, Nor mute, that the world might belie.
Sida 263 - The torrent is in shape curving over the rock, like the tail of a white horse streaming in the wind, such as it might be conceived would be that of the
Sida 238 - Deserved to be dearest of all : In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee.
Sida 288 - Though thy slumber may be deep Yet thy spirit shall not sleep; There are shades which will not vanish, There are thoughts thou canst not banish; By a power to thee unknown, Thou canst never be alone; Thou art wrapt as with a shroud, Thou art gather'd in a cloud; And for ever shalt thou dwell In the spirit of this spell.
Sida 270 - At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still, There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil. Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
Sida 134 - HE that hath wife and children hath given hostages to fortune ; for they are impediments to great enterprises, either of virtue or mischief. Certainly the best works, and of greatest merit for the public, have proceeded from the unmarried or childless men ; which both in affection and means have married and endowed the public.
Sida 292 - Within me, — or perhaps a cold despair, Brought on when ills habitually recur, — Perhaps a kinder clime, or purer air, (For even to this may change of soul refer, And with light armour we may learn to bear,) Have taught me a strange quirt , which was not The chief companion of a calmer lot.
Sida 283 - ... of a frightful height, and covered the whole surface with a chaos of foam. One of our boatmen, who was a dreadfully stupid fellow, persisted in holding the sail at a time when the boat was on the point of being driven under water by the hurricane. On discovering...