The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals and His Life, Հատոր 16 |
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While youth's hot wishes in our red veins revel , We know not this — the blood flows on too fast ; But as the torrent widens towards the ocean , We ponder deeply on each past emotion . ( 1 ) III . As boy , I thought myself a clever ...
While youth's hot wishes in our red veins revel , We know not this — the blood flows on too fast ; But as the torrent widens towards the ocean , We ponder deeply on each past emotion . ( 1 ) III . As boy , I thought myself a clever ...
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Their faces were not made for wrinkles , their Pure blood to stagnate , their great hearts to fail ; The blank grey was not made to blast their hair , But like the climes that know nor snow nor hail They were all summer : lightning ...
Their faces were not made for wrinkles , their Pure blood to stagnate , their great hearts to fail ; The blank grey was not made to blast their hair , But like the climes that know nor snow nor hail They were all summer : lightning ...
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I wish the dead would rest , however Ugh ! how my blood chilled - and I could not wake -- and - and - heigho ! * Shadows to night Have struck more terror in the soul of Richard , Than could the substance of ten thousand , Arm'd all in ...
I wish the dead would rest , however Ugh ! how my blood chilled - and I could not wake -- and - and - heigho ! * Shadows to night Have struck more terror in the soul of Richard , Than could the substance of ten thousand , Arm'd all in ...
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High and inscrutable the old man stood , Calm in his voice , and calm within his eyeNot always signs with him of calmest mood : He look'd upon her , but gave no reply ; Then turn'd to Juan , in whose cheek the blood Oft came and went ...
High and inscrutable the old man stood , Calm in his voice , and calm within his eyeNot always signs with him of calmest mood : He look'd upon her , but gave no reply ; Then turn'd to Juan , in whose cheek the blood Oft came and went ...
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... In the large dark eye's mutual - darted flame ; For she , too , was as one who could avenge , If cause should be — a lioness , though tame , Her father's blood before her father's face Boild up , and proved her truly of his race .
... In the large dark eye's mutual - darted flame ; For she , too , was as one who could avenge , If cause should be — a lioness , though tame , Her father's blood before her father's face Boild up , and proved her truly of his race .
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The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1835 |
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Էջ 45 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
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 135 - 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 122 - 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 16 - I am no way facetious, nor disposed for the mirth and galliardize of company; yet in one dream I can compose a whole comedy, behold the action, apprehend the jests, and laugh myself awake at the conceits thereof. Were my memory as faithful as my reason is then fruitful, I would never study but in my dreams; and this time also would I choose for my devotions...
Էջ 177 - I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Էջ 6 - In health, in sickness, thus the suppliant prays; Hides from himself his state, and shuns to know, That life protracted is protracted woe. Time hovers o'er, impatient to destroy, And shuts up all the passages of joy: In vain their gifts the bounteous seasons pour, The fruit autumnal, and the vernal...
Էջ 225 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Էջ 21 - It has a strange quick jar upon the ear, That cocking of a pistol, when you know A moment more will bring the sight to bear Upon your person, twelve yards off, or so ; A gentlemanly distance, 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.