The shade of Byron: a mock heroic poem1871 |
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... soon get rid of the accursed thorns and thistles by proper tillage and labour , and the blessed results are plenty , with health , and happiness , both to body and mind . A Those who labour mentally , for some useful purpose in science ...
... soon get rid of the accursed thorns and thistles by proper tillage and labour , and the blessed results are plenty , with health , and happiness , both to body and mind . A Those who labour mentally , for some useful purpose in science ...
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... soon , etc. " The cockney vocalist , in the simple conceit of his own perfection , converts this into " Time as not thinn'd my flowin air , Nor bent me with is hi - er - un and , Ar wy so soon , etc. " This reminds the Author of a ...
... soon , etc. " The cockney vocalist , in the simple conceit of his own perfection , converts this into " Time as not thinn'd my flowin air , Nor bent me with is hi - er - un and , Ar wy so soon , etc. " This reminds the Author of a ...
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... soon their high behest Is known - to wrap up herrings , or invest Sausages - cheese - reader , you know the rest ! XLV . Now , Byron , don't be nudging me , but learn To do as thou'dst be done by - we have oft Waited for thee , although ...
... soon their high behest Is known - to wrap up herrings , or invest Sausages - cheese - reader , you know the rest ! XLV . Now , Byron , don't be nudging me , but learn To do as thou'dst be done by - we have oft Waited for thee , although ...
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... soon their place resign'd , Or disappear'd , and left the first behind . " Pope's " Temple of Fame , " line 38 . " And scorpion critics cureless venom dart . Critics ! -appall'd , I venture on the name , Those cut - throat bandits in ...
... soon their place resign'd , Or disappear'd , and left the first behind . " Pope's " Temple of Fame , " line 38 . " And scorpion critics cureless venom dart . Critics ! -appall'd , I venture on the name , Those cut - throat bandits in ...
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... full of blessings . " - Wordsworth . " First , Moloch , horrid king , besmear'd with blood Of human sacrifice . " - - " Paradise Lost , " Book 1st . We'll soon find matter that's more palatable , For , THE SHADE OF BYRON . 35.
... full of blessings . " - Wordsworth . " First , Moloch , horrid king , besmear'd with blood Of human sacrifice . " - - " Paradise Lost , " Book 1st . We'll soon find matter that's more palatable , For , THE SHADE OF BYRON . 35.
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Էջ 274 - Whatever hypocrites austerely talk Of purity, and place, and innocence, Defaming as impure what God declares Pure, and commands to some, leaves free to all. Our Maker bids increase ; who bids abstain But our Destroyer, foe to God and Man?
Էջ 370 - Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; And whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs that may be won.
Էջ 264 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent: Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Էջ 264 - That, changed through all, and yet in all the same, Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows...
Էջ 63 - To what purpose is the multitude of your sacrifices unto me ? saith the Lord: I am full of the burnt offerings of rams, and the fat of fed beasts ; and I delight not in the blood of bullocks, or of lambs, or of he goats.
Էջ 20 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Էջ 297 - That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope.
Էջ 156 - And he that stealeth a man, and selleth him, or if he be found in his hand, he shall surely be put to death.
Էջ 64 - Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye make clean the outside of the cup and of the platter, but within they are full of extortion and excess.
Էջ 273 - Are brought ; and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce. From beds of raging fire to starve in ice...