Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Lord ByronJ. Robins and Company, 1825 - 756 sidor |
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... never have seen the light . From a motive of delicacy towards the feelings of living persons , which , though it may be mistaken , is so amiable and disinterested that it deserves the highest praise , those Memoirs have lately been ...
... never have seen the light . From a motive of delicacy towards the feelings of living persons , which , though it may be mistaken , is so amiable and disinterested that it deserves the highest praise , those Memoirs have lately been ...
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... never could be decided , no bet was laid , and the conversation went on . Mr. Chaworth said , that were it not for Sir Charles Sedley's care , and his own , Lord Byron would not have a hare on his estate ; and Lord Byron asking , with a ...
... never could be decided , no bet was laid , and the conversation went on . Mr. Chaworth said , that were it not for Sir Charles Sedley's care , and his own , Lord Byron would not have a hare on his estate ; and Lord Byron asking , with a ...
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... mast in a squall off Straits Le Maire , and never again joined the other ships . The island of Soccoro had been appointed as a ren- dezvous , and to this place the commander of the THE LIFE AND WRITINGS OF LORD BYRON . 23.
... mast in a squall off Straits Le Maire , and never again joined the other ships . The island of Soccoro had been appointed as a ren- dezvous , and to this place the commander of the THE LIFE AND WRITINGS OF LORD BYRON . 23.
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... never reached its destination , being intercepted by the agents of the marquis . Captain Byron came to town full of wonder at receiving no answer to his very urgent appli- cation ; and the eclaircissement which took place on his seeing ...
... never reached its destination , being intercepted by the agents of the marquis . Captain Byron came to town full of wonder at receiving no answer to his very urgent appli- cation ; and the eclaircissement which took place on his seeing ...
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... never saw the lines , and most probably never will . As , on a re - perusal , I found them not worse than some other pieces in the collec- tion , I have now published them , for the first time , after a slight revision . D - r - t ...
... never saw the lines , and most probably never will . As , on a re - perusal , I found them not worse than some other pieces in the collec- tion , I have now published them , for the first time , after a slight revision . D - r - t ...
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Memoirs of the life and writings of lord Byron George Clinton (biographer of Byron.) Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1825 |
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Sida 558 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one?
Sida 749 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due ; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Sida 400 - Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery.
Sida 328 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Sida 392 - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Sida 557 - Must we but weep o'er days more blest? Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead ! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still?
Sida 697 - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile.
Sida 327 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Sida 344 - Twas still some solace in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each, With some new hope, or legend old, Or song heroically bold ; But even these at length grew cold.
Sida 348 - ... mate, But was not half so desolate, And it was come to love me when None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink Had brought me back to feel and think.