The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life |
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... who , in the same breath , censure the poem for its want of plan , and impeach the writer of a deliberate design against the religion and government of the country . His lordship has him . self given what appears to us a very candid ...
... who , in the same breath , censure the poem for its want of plan , and impeach the writer of a deliberate design against the religion and government of the country . His lordship has him . self given what appears to us a very candid ...
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“ Whom the gods love die young , " was said of yore , ( ' ) And many deaths do they escape by this : The death of friends , and that which slays even more The death of friendship , love , youth , all that is , Except mere breath ; and ...
“ Whom the gods love die young , " was said of yore , ( ' ) And many deaths do they escape by this : The death of friends , and that which slays even more The death of friendship , love , youth , all that is , Except mere breath ; and ...
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And o'er her upper lip they seem'd to pour , Until she sobb'd for breath , and soon they were Foaming o'er her lone head , so fierce and highEach broke to drown her , yet she could not die . XXXII . Anon - she was released , and then ...
And o'er her upper lip they seem'd to pour , Until she sobb'd for breath , and soon they were Foaming o'er her lone head , so fierce and highEach broke to drown her , yet she could not die . XXXII . Anon - she was released , and then ...
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Lambro presented , and one instant more Had stopp'd this Canto , and Don Juan's breath , When Haidée threw herself her boy before ; Stern as her sire : “ On me , " she cried , “ let death Descend - the fault is mine ; this fatal shore ...
Lambro presented , and one instant more Had stopp'd this Canto , and Don Juan's breath , When Haidée threw herself her boy before ; Stern as her sire : “ On me , " she cried , “ let death Descend - the fault is mine ; this fatal shore ...
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... who around her pillow sat ; Not speechless , though she spoke not ; not a sigh Reliev'd her thoughts ; dull silence and quick chat Were tried in vain by those who served ; she gave No sign , save breath , of having left the grave .
... who around her pillow sat ; Not speechless , though she spoke not ; not a sigh Reliev'd her thoughts ; dull silence and quick chat Were tried in vain by those who served ; she gave No sign , save breath , of having left the grave .
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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 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 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 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 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 ! LXXXIII.
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 16 - I was born in the planetary hour of Saturn, and I think I have a piece of that leaden planet in me.
Էջ 7 - Some have accused me of a strange design Against the creed and morals of the land, And trace it in this poem every line : I don't pretend that I quite understand My own meaning when I would be very fine...
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.
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.
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.