Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Band 5John Murray, 1833 |
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... look upon me with a suspicious eye , as I am well informed . Pretty fellows ! — as if I , a solitary stranger , could do any mischief . It is because I am fond of rifle and pistol shooting , I believe ; for they took the alarm at the ...
... look upon me with a suspicious eye , as I am well informed . Pretty fellows ! — as if I , a solitary stranger , could do any mischief . It is because I am fond of rifle and pistol shooting , I believe ; for they took the alarm at the ...
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... look- ed still blanker than the verse without it . I am aware that Johnson has said , after some hesitation , that he could not ' prevail upon himself to wish that Milton had been a rhymer . ' The opinions of that truly great man , whom ...
... look- ed still blanker than the verse without it . I am aware that Johnson has said , after some hesitation , that he could not ' prevail upon himself to wish that Milton had been a rhymer . ' The opinions of that truly great man , whom ...
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... look would have done more with him than whole volumes of correspondence ; but by no cause less powerful and revulsive than the struggle in which he had been committed could a disposition naturally diffident as his was , and diffident ...
... look would have done more with him than whole volumes of correspondence ; but by no cause less powerful and revulsive than the struggle in which he had been committed could a disposition naturally diffident as his was , and diffident ...
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... look on upon the first dance of their freedom . " As to political slavery , so general , it is men's own fault : if they will be slaves , let them ! Yet it is but a word and a blow . ' See how England formerly , France , Spain ...
... look on upon the first dance of their freedom . " As to political slavery , so general , it is men's own fault : if they will be slaves , let them ! Yet it is but a word and a blow . ' See how England formerly , France , Spain ...
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... look of her father , which I dote upon ) play on the harp , so modestly and ingenu- ously , that she looked music . Well , I would rather have had my talk with Lawrence ( who taiked delight- fully ) and heard the girl , than have had ...
... look of her father , which I dote upon ) play on the harp , so modestly and ingenu- ously , that she looked music . Well , I would rather have had my talk with Lawrence ( who taiked delight- fully ) and heard the girl , than have had ...
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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...