The Works of Lord Byron: Letters, 1804-1813, Volym 1W. Heinemann, 1896 - 469 sidor |
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... received the arms , my dear Miss Pigot , and am i very much obliged to you for the trouble you have taken . It is impossible I should have any fault to find with them . The sight of the drawings gives me great pleasure for a double ...
... received the arms , my dear Miss Pigot , and am i very much obliged to you for the trouble you have taken . It is impossible I should have any fault to find with them . The sight of the drawings gives me great pleasure for a double ...
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... received a penitential epistle , to which , apprehensive of pursuit , I have despatched a moderate answer , with a kind of promise to return in a fortnight ; —this , however ( entre nous ) , I never mean to fulfil . Her soft warblings ...
... received a penitential epistle , to which , apprehensive of pursuit , I have despatched a moderate answer , with a kind of promise to return in a fortnight ; —this , however ( entre nous ) , I never mean to fulfil . Her soft warblings ...
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... receiving it . Nor can I conceive the reason of his not acquainting Frank with the state of my unfortunate quadrupeds . Dear Pigot , forgive this petulant effusion , and attribute it to the idle conduct of that precious rascal , who ...
... receiving it . Nor can I conceive the reason of his not acquainting Frank with the state of my unfortunate quadrupeds . Dear Pigot , forgive this petulant effusion , and attribute it to the idle conduct of that precious rascal , who ...
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... received your epistle , which I was viii obliged to send for to Worthing , whence I have removed to this place , on the same coast , about eight miles distant from the former . You will pro- bably not be displeased with this letter ...
... received your epistle , which I was viii obliged to send for to Worthing , whence I have removed to this place , on the same coast , about eight miles distant from the former . You will pro- bably not be displeased with this letter ...
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... received , and surely the age of their author will preclude severe criticism . The adventures of my life from sixteen to nineteen , and the dissipa- tion into which I have been thrown in London , have given a voluptuous tint to my ideas ...
... received , and surely the age of their author will preclude severe criticism . The adventures of my life from sixteen to nineteen , and the dissipa- tion into which I have been thrown in London , have given a voluptuous tint to my ideas ...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Letters, 1804-1813, Volym 1 George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1896 |
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Sida 384 - Ward has no heart, they say; but I deny it. He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it.
Sida 378 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn. Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Sida 335 - Oh never talk again to me Of northern climes and British ladies, It has not been your lot to see, Like me, the lovely girl of Cadiz. Although her eye be not of blue, Nor fair her locks, like English lasses, How far its own expressive hue The languid azure eye surpasses I 2.
Sida 413 - LINES TO A LADY WEEPING.* WEEP, daughter of a royal line, A Sire's disgrace, a realm's decay ; Ah ! happy if each tear of thine Could wash a father's fault away ! Weep — for thy tears are Virtue's tears — Auspicious to these suffering isles ; And be each drop in future years Repaid thee by thy people's smiles ! THE CHAIN I GAVE.
Sida 322 - Hobhouse muttering fearful curses, As the hatchway down he rolls, Now his breakfast, now his verses, Vomits forth — and damns our souls. " Here's a stanza On Braganza — Help !" — " A couplet?"—" No, a cup Of warm water — " " What's the matter?" " Zounds ! my liver's coming up ; I shall not survive the racket Of this brutal Lisbon Packet.
Sida 368 - Science' self destroy'd her favourite son ! Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit, She sow'd the seeds, but death has reap'd the fruit. 'Twas thine own genius gave the...
Sida 305 - Near this spot Are deposited the Remains Of one Who Possessed Beauty Without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, And all the Virtues of Man Without his Vices. This Praise, which would be unmeaning flattery If inscribed over Human Ashes, Is but a just tribute to the Memory of "Boatswain," a Dog Who was born at Newfoundland, May, 1803, And died at Newstead Abbey Nov. 18, 1808.
Sida 203 - He was pleased to coincide, and to dwell on the description of your Jameses as no less royal than poetical. He spoke alternately of Homer and yourself, and seemed well acquainted with both ; so that (with the exception of the Turks 2 and your humble servant) you were in very good company.
Sida 436 - Hunt does one harm by making fine things petty, and beautiful things hateful. Through him I am indifferent to Mozart, I care not for white Busts — and many a glorious thing when associated with him becomes a nothing.
Sida 465 - Having the advantage of him in that respect, and possessing a good competent share of such reading as is little read, I was sometimes able to put under his eye objects which had for him the interest of novelty. I remember particularly repeating to him the fine poem of Hardyknute...