Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Հատոր 16John Murray, 1833 |
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... less than these two torn apart ; ( 1 ) Alas ! there is no instinct like the heart- XI . The heart - which may be broken : happy they ! Thrice fortunate ! who of that fragile mould , The precious porcelain of human clay , Break with the ...
... less than these two torn apart ; ( 1 ) Alas ! there is no instinct like the heart- XI . The heart - which may be broken : happy they ! Thrice fortunate ! who of that fragile mould , The precious porcelain of human clay , Break with the ...
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... those who have ceased to hear such , or ne'er heard : ( 1 ) See Herodotus . ( 2 ) " The less of this cold world , the more of Heaven . ” — MILMAN . ] XV . All these were theirs , for they were 10 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
... those who have ceased to hear such , or ne'er heard : ( 1 ) See Herodotus . ( 2 ) " The less of this cold world , the more of Heaven . ” — MILMAN . ] XV . All these were theirs , for they were 10 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
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... less ; But almost sanctify the sweet excess By the immortal wish and power to bless . ( 1 ) XXVII . Mix'd in each other's arms , and heart in heart , Why did they not then die ? —they had lived too long Should an hour come to bid them ...
... less ; But almost sanctify the sweet excess By the immortal wish and power to bless . ( 1 ) XXVII . Mix'd in each other's arms , and heart in heart , Why did they not then die ? —they had lived too long Should an hour come to bid them ...
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... , not too near , If you have got a former friend for foe But after being fired at once or twice , The ear becomes more Irish , and less nice . XLII . Lambro presented , and one instant more Had c 3 CANTO IV . 21 DON JUAN .
... , not too near , If you have got a former friend for foe But after being fired at once or twice , The ear becomes more Irish , and less nice . XLII . Lambro presented , and one instant more Had c 3 CANTO IV . 21 DON JUAN .
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... the thirst , but the depression of spirits is no less violent . What is it ? - liver ? I suppose that it is all hypochondria . ” — B . Diary , 1821. ] LV . There the large olive rains its amber store 26 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
... the thirst , but the depression of spirits is no less violent . What is it ? - liver ? I suppose that it is all hypochondria . ” — B . Diary , 1821. ] LV . There the large olive rains its amber store 26 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
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Էջ 137 - Not where he eats, but where he is eaten : a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet : we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots...
Էջ 6 - And if I laugh at any mortal thing, Tis that I may not weep...
Էջ 16 - We are somewhat more than ourselves in our sleeps ; and the slumber of the body seems to be but the waking of the soul. It is the ligation of sense, but the liberty of reason ; and our waking conceptions do not match the fancies of our sleeps.
Էջ 124 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Էջ 69 - Seen him I have, but in his happier hour Of social pleasure, ill exchanged for power ; Seen him, uneumber'd with the venal tribe, Smile without art, and win without a bribe.
Էջ 227 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Էջ 135 - We left our hero and third heroine in A kind of state more awkward than uncommon, For gentlemen must sometimes risk their skin For that sad tempter, a forbidden woman : Sultans too much abhor this sort of sin, And don't agree at all with the wise Roman, Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious, Who lent his lady to his friend Hortensius.
Էջ 136 - That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster...
Էջ 309 - Auld Lang Syne" brings Scotland, one and all, Scotch plaids, Scotch snoods, the blue hills, and clear streams, The Dee, the Don, Balgounie's brig's black wall, All my boy feelings, all my gentler dreams Of what I then dreamt, clothed in their own pall, Like Banquo's offspring: — floating past me seems My childhood, in this childishness of mine: I care not — 'tis a glimpse of "Auld Lang Syne.
Էջ 7 - Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage. Far off from these a slow and silent stream, Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls Her watery labyrinth, whereof who drinks, Forthwith his former state and being forgets, Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.