Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Հատոր 16 |
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I know not why , but in that hour to - night , Even as they gazed , a sudden tremor came , And swept , as ' t were , across their heart's delight , Like the wind o'er a harp - string , or a flame , When one is shook in sound , and one ...
I know not why , but in that hour to - night , Even as they gazed , a sudden tremor came , And swept , as ' t were , across their heart's delight , Like the wind o'er a harp - string , or a flame , When one is shook in sound , and one ...
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Shadows to night Have struck more terror in the soul of Richard , Than could the substance of ten thousand , Arm'd all in proof , ' & c . & c . I do not like this dream , - I hate its ' foregone conclusion .
Shadows to night Have struck more terror in the soul of Richard , Than could the substance of ten thousand , Arm'd all in proof , ' & c . & c . I do not like this dream , - I hate its ' foregone conclusion .
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... be the reason why I always wake at a certain hour in the morning , and always in very bad spirits - I may say , in actual despair and despondency , in all respects , even of that which pleased me over night .
... be the reason why I always wake at a certain hour in the morning , and always in very bad spirits - I may say , in actual despair and despondency , in all respects , even of that which pleased me over night .
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Twelve days and nights she wither'd thus ; at last , Without a groan , or sigh , or glance , to show A parting pang , the spirit from her past : And they who watch'd her nearest could not ...
Twelve days and nights she wither'd thus ; at last , Without a groan , or sigh , or glance , to show A parting pang , the spirit from her past : And they who watch'd her nearest could not ...
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But many a Greek maid in a loving song Sighs o'er her name ; and many an islander With her sire's story makes the night less long ; Valour was his , and beauty dwelt with her : If she loved rashly , her life paid for wrong ( ? ) ...
But many a Greek maid in a loving song Sighs o'er her name ; and many an islander With her sire's story makes the night less long ; Valour was his , and beauty dwelt with her : If she loved rashly , her life paid for wrong ( ? ) ...
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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.
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| Վերնագիր | Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Հատոր 16 Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Authors | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore |
| Հրատարակիչ | John Murray, 1833 |
| Original from | Նյու Յորքի Հանրային գրադարան |
| Digitized | 28 Նոյեմբեր 2006 |
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