Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Band 5John Murray, 1833 |
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... honour of the present may be dis- puted . Did you write the good lines on Laker ? * * " the " The Queen has made a pretty theme for the journals . Was there ever such evidence published ? Why , it is worse than Little's Poems ' or Don ...
... honour of the present may be dis- puted . Did you write the good lines on Laker ? * * " the " The Queen has made a pretty theme for the journals . Was there ever such evidence published ? Why , it is worse than Little's Poems ' or Don ...
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... , but it will not do . ' I perfectly acquiesce in the truth of this remark ; but the world had done me the honour to begin the war ; and , assuredly , if -- peace is only to be obtained by courting and paying 8 1820 . NOTICES OF THE.
... , but it will not do . ' I perfectly acquiesce in the truth of this remark ; but the world had done me the honour to begin the war ; and , assuredly , if -- peace is only to be obtained by courting and paying 8 1820 . NOTICES OF THE.
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... , written , I believe , by Walter Scott , doing great honour to him , and no disgrace to me , though both poetically and personally more than sufficiently favourable to the work and the author 1820 . 9 LIFE OF LORD BYRON .
... , written , I believe , by Walter Scott , doing great honour to him , and no disgrace to me , though both poetically and personally more than sufficiently favourable to the work and the author 1820 . 9 LIFE OF LORD BYRON .
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... honoured Pope's poetry with my whole soul , and hope to do so till my dying day . I would rather see all I have ever written lining the same trunk in which I actually read the eleventh book of a modern Epic poem at Malta in 1811 , ( I ...
... honoured Pope's poetry with my whole soul , and hope to do so till my dying day . I would rather see all I have ever written lining the same trunk in which I actually read the eleventh book of a modern Epic poem at Malta in 1811 , ( I ...
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... honoured by his contemporaries . I will venture to assert , that the sale of the Paradise Lost was greater in the first four years after its publication than that of The Excursion , ' in the same number , with the difference of nearly a ...
... honoured by his contemporaries . I will venture to assert , that the sale of the Paradise Lost was greater in the first four years after its publication than that of The Excursion , ' in the same number , with the difference of nearly a ...
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Seite 63 - Tis a grand poem — and so true! — true as the 10th of Juvenal himself. The lapse of ages changes all things — time — language — the earth — the bounds of the sea — the stars of the sky, and every thing 'about, around, and underneath' man, except man himself, who has always been, and always will be, an unlucky rascal.
Seite 18 - The morning precious; beauty was awake! Why were ye not awake? But ye were dead To things ye knew not of, — were closely wed To musty laws lined out with wretched rule And compass vile: so that ye taught a school Of dolts to smooth, inlay, and clip, and fit, Till, like the certain wands of Jacob's wit. Their verses tallied. Easy was the task: A thousand handicraftsmen wore the mask Of Poesy.
Seite 300 - Drummond's publishers have been allowed to rest in peace for seventy years, are you to be singled out for a work of fiction, not of history or argument? There must be something at the bottom of this — some private enemy of your own : it is otherwise incredible.
Seite 328 - There is a spot in the churchyard, near the footpath, on the brow of the hill looking towards Windsor, and a tomb under a large tree (bearing the name of Peachie, or Peachey), where I used to sit for hours and hours when a boy. This was my favourite spot...
Seite 344 - There is thus another man gone, about whom the world was illnaturedly, and ignorantly, and brutally mistaken. It will, perhaps, do him justice now, when he can be no better for it.5 You are all mistaken about Shelley. You do not know how mild, how tolerant, how good he was...
Seite 23 - When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, Let him combat for that of his neighbours ; Let him think of the glories of Greece and of Rome, And get knock'd on the head for his labours.
Seite 348 - ... and regular interment. You can have no idea what an extraordinary effect such a funeral pile has, on a desolate shore, with mountains in the back-ground and the sea before, and the singular appearance the salt and frankincense gave to the flame. All of Shelley was consumed, except his heart, which would not take the flame, and is now preserved in spirits of wine.
Seite 76 - Deans-looking body,' as we Scotch say — and, if not handsome, certainly not ill-looking. Her conversation was as quiet as herself. One would never have guessed she could write her name ; whereas her father talked, not as if he could write nothing else, but as if nothing else was worth writing.
Seite 163 - Neither time, nor distance, nor grief, nor age, can ever diminish my veneration for him, who is the great moral poet of all times, of all climes, of all feelings, and of all stages of . existence-.
Seite 235 - The pity of these men is, that they never lived in high life, nor in solitude : there is no medium for the knowledge of the busy or the still world. If admitted into high life for a season, it is merely as spectators — they form no part of the mechanism thereof. Now Moore and I, the one by circumstances, and the other by birth, happened to be free of the corporation, and to have entered into its pulses and passions, quarum partes fuimus. Both of us have learnt by this much which nothing else could...