The Works of George Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Հատոր 16 |
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... present thought . ( 1 ) [ The celebrated " Confessions of an English Opium Eater , " by Mr. De Quincey , had been published shortly before this Canto was written . - -E . ] - XXI . I know not why , but in that. 12 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
... present thought . ( 1 ) [ The celebrated " Confessions of an English Opium Eater , " by Mr. De Quincey , had been published shortly before this Canto was written . - -E . ] - XXI . I know not why , but in that. 12 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
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... present vouches for the past . ( 2 ) XLVII . " Let him disarm ; or , by my father's head , His own shall roll before you like a ball ! ” He raised his whistle , as the word he said , And blew , another answer'd to the call , ( 1 ) [ The ...
... present vouches for the past . ( 2 ) XLVII . " Let him disarm ; or , by my father's head , His own shall roll before you like a ball ! ” He raised his whistle , as the word he said , And blew , another answer'd to the call , ( 1 ) [ The ...
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... present , Just at the very time when he least broods On such a thing is suddenly to sea sent , Wounded and chain'd , so that he cannot move , And all because a lady fell in love . LII . Here I must leave him , for I grow pathetic ...
... present , Just at the very time when he least broods On such a thing is suddenly to sea sent , Wounded and chain'd , so that he cannot move , And all because a lady fell in love . LII . Here I must leave him , for I grow pathetic ...
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... present , safe— Not sound , poor fellow , but severely wounded ; Yet could his corporal pangs amount to half Of those with which his Haidée's bosom bounded ! She was not one to weep , and rave , and chafe , And then give way , subdued ...
... present , safe— Not sound , poor fellow , but severely wounded ; Yet could his corporal pangs amount to half Of those with which his Haidée's bosom bounded ! She was not one to weep , and rave , and chafe , And then give way , subdued ...
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... present situation . vestige of Troy , or her destroyers , are the barrows supposed to contain the carcases of Achilles , Antilochus , Ajax , & c .; but Mount Ida is still in high feather , though the shepherds are now - a - days not ...
... present situation . vestige of Troy , or her destroyers , are the barrows supposed to contain the carcases of Achilles , Antilochus , Ajax , & c .; but Mount Ida is still in high feather , though the shepherds are now - a - days not ...
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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 333 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head- and there is London Town!
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 6 - Leaf,' and Imagination droops her pinion, And the sad truth which hovers o'er my desk Turns what was once romantic to burlesque. And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep...
Էջ 34 - Thus lived — thus died she ; never more on her Shall sorrow light, or shame. She was not made Through years or moons the inner weight to bear, Which colder hearts endure till they are laid By age in earth : her days and pleasures were Brief, but delightful — such as had not staid Long with her destiny ; but she sleeps well By the sea-shore, whereon she loved to dwell.
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 179 - 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 331 - On ! on ! through meadows, managed like a garden, A paradise of hops and high production ; For, after years of travel by a bard in Countries of greater heat, but lesser suction, A green field is a sight which makes him pardon The absence of that more sublime construction, Which mixes up vines — olives — precipices — Glaciers — volcanoes — oranges and ices.
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 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...