Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Հատոր 16John Murray, 1833 |
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... short the further spinning Of seamen's fates , and the loud tempests raise ( 3 ) The waters , and repentance for past sinning In all , who o'er the great deep take their ways : They vow to amend their lives , and yet they don't ...
... short the further spinning Of seamen's fates , and the loud tempests raise ( 3 ) The waters , and repentance for past sinning In all , who o'er the great deep take their ways : They vow to amend their lives , and yet they don't ...
Էջ 77
... short.- XLIX . But I digress of all appeals , -although I grant the power of pathos , and of gold , Of beauty , flattery , threats , a shilling , —no Method's more sure at moments to take hold ( 1 ) Of the best feelings of mankind ...
... short.- XLIX . But I digress of all appeals , -although I grant the power of pathos , and of gold , Of beauty , flattery , threats , a shilling , —no Method's more sure at moments to take hold ( 1 ) Of the best feelings of mankind ...
Էջ 85
... short , all things which form a Turkish Dandy . LXIX . While he was dressing , Baba , their black friend , Hinted the vast advantages which they Might probably obtain both in the end , If they would but pursue the proper way Which ...
... short , all things which form a Turkish Dandy . LXIX . While he was dressing , Baba , their black friend , Hinted the vast advantages which they Might probably obtain both in the end , If they would but pursue the proper way Which ...
Էջ 88
... short pause , Sigh'd Juan , muttering also some slight oaths , " What the devil shall I do with all this gauze ? " Thus he profanely term'd the finest lace Which e'er set off a marriage - morning face . LXXVII . And then he swore ; and ...
... short pause , Sigh'd Juan , muttering also some slight oaths , " What the devil shall I do with all this gauze ? " Thus he profanely term'd the finest lace Which e'er set off a marriage - morning face . LXXVII . And then he swore ; and ...
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... short of this . CXXXV . Her rage was but a minute's , and ' twas well- A moment's more had slain her ; but the while It lasted ' twas like a short glimpse of hell : Nought's more sublime than energetic bile , ( 1 ) [ MS . " And this ...
... short of this . CXXXV . Her rage was but a minute's , and ' twas well- A moment's more had slain her ; but the while It lasted ' twas like a short glimpse of hell : Nought's more sublime than energetic bile , ( 1 ) [ MS . " And this ...
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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 6 - 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 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 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 227 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Էջ 135 - We left our hero and third heroine in A kind of state more awkward than uncommon, For gentlemen must sometimes risk their skin For that sad tempter, a forbidden woman : Sultans too much abhor this sort of sin, And don't agree at all with the wise Roman, Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious, Who lent his lady to his friend Hortensius.
Էջ 136 - That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster...
Էջ 309 - Auld Lang Syne" brings Scotland, one and all, Scotch plaids, Scotch snoods, the blue hills, and clear streams, The Dee, the Don, Balgounie's brig's black wall, All my boy feelings, all my gentler dreams Of what I then dreamt, clothed in their own pall, Like Banquo's offspring: — floating past me seems My childhood, in this childishness of mine: I care not — 'tis a glimpse of "Auld Lang Syne.
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.