The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life |
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... and the women hate many things which strip off the tinsel of sentiment ; and they are right , as it would rob them of their weapons . I never knew a woman who did not hate De Grammont's Memoirs for the same reason .
... and the women hate many things which strip off the tinsel of sentiment ; and they are right , as it would rob them of their weapons . I never knew a woman who did not hate De Grammont's Memoirs for the same reason .
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... They saw not in themselves aught to condemn : Each was the other's mirror , and but read Joy sparkling in their dark eyes like a gem , And knew such brightness was but the reflection Of their exchanging glances of affection . XIV .
... They saw not in themselves aught to condemn : Each was the other's mirror , and but read Joy sparkling in their dark eyes like a gem , And knew such brightness was but the reflection Of their exchanging glances of affection . XIV .
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Chain'd to a rock ; she knew not how , but stir She could not from the spot , and the loud roar Grew , and each wave rose roughly , threatening her ; ( 1 ) [ MS . — “ Strange state of being ! - for ' t is still to beAnd who can know all ...
Chain'd to a rock ; she knew not how , but stir She could not from the spot , and the loud roar Grew , and each wave rose roughly , threatening her ; ( 1 ) [ MS . — “ Strange state of being ! - for ' t is still to beAnd who can know all ...
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I have pledged my I love him - I will die with him : I knew [ faith ; Your nature's firmness — know your daughter's too . " XLIII . A minute past , and she had been all tears , ( ' ) And tenderness , and infancy ; but now She stood as ...
I have pledged my I love him - I will die with him : I knew [ faith ; Your nature's firmness — know your daughter's too . " XLIII . A minute past , and she had been all tears , ( ' ) And tenderness , and infancy ; but now She stood as ...
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... for , when his lordship was introduced , with his friend Hobhouse , to that agreeable - mannered tyrant , the vizier said that he knew he was the Megalos Anthropos ( i.e. the Great Man ) , by the smallness of his ears and hands .
... for , when his lordship was introduced , with his friend Hobhouse , to that agreeable - mannered tyrant , the vizier said that he knew he was the Megalos Anthropos ( i.e. the Great Man ) , by the smallness of his ears and hands .
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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.