Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the Author's Life, and of His Visit to Italy, Հատոր 1H. Colburn, 1828 - 494 էջ |
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... not have put an end to the good understanding between us ; so genuine indeed is his love of truth , violently as his passions may sometimes lead him to mistake it . !!!! some things , while they are all over humanity X PREFACE .
... not have put an end to the good understanding between us ; so genuine indeed is his love of truth , violently as his passions may sometimes lead him to mistake it . !!!! some things , while they are all over humanity X PREFACE .
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... mistakes we may commit in our own self - knowledge . I , for one , willingly concede that the reader may know me better than myself , and punish me in his thought accord- ingly . Let me have only the benefit of the concession . I have ...
... mistakes we may commit in our own self - knowledge . I , for one , willingly concede that the reader may know me better than myself , and punish me in his thought accord- ingly . Let me have only the benefit of the concession . I have ...
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... mistake and calumny meanwhile , by reflecting , that calumny itself is but a part of mistake ; and that in thinking myself nei- ther a bit better nor worse than any other man ( which is what I think of all men , for they are all ...
... mistake and calumny meanwhile , by reflecting , that calumny itself is but a part of mistake ; and that in thinking myself nei- ther a bit better nor worse than any other man ( which is what I think of all men , for they are all ...
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... tendency to laugh as puts me to the torture ; whereas I have never known an Italian's gravity disturbed by the most ludi- crous mistakes , but in one instance , and then it was the idea and not the word that discom- 38 LORD BYRON .
... tendency to laugh as puts me to the torture ; whereas I have never known an Italian's gravity disturbed by the most ludi- crous mistakes , but in one instance , and then it was the idea and not the word that discom- 38 LORD BYRON .
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... mistakes with an unconscious look , as if they were proper expressions . I remember walking once with my young acquaintance , Luigi Gianetti , of Pisa , all the way from Florence to Maiano , and holding a long ethi- cal discourse on the ...
... mistakes with an unconscious look , as if they were proper expressions . I remember walking once with my young acquaintance , Luigi Gianetti , of Pisa , all the way from Florence to Maiano , and holding a long ethi- cal discourse on the ...
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Էջ 429 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd, With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon, Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez, and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
Էջ 435 - Ode to a Nightingale MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Էջ 364 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Էջ 428 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device...
Էջ 364 - The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown ; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown : I sit upon the sands alone, The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. III. Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around...
Էջ 340 - The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.
Էջ 434 - Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone...
Էջ 435 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene...
Էջ 419 - Knowing within myself (he says) the manner in which this Poem has been produced, it is not without a feeling of regret that I make it public.— What manner I mean, will be quite clear to the reader, who must soon perceive great inexperience, immaturity, and every error denoting a feverish attempt, rather than a deed accomplished.'— Preface, p.
Էջ 437 - Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! J Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf.