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Amongst her numerous acquaintance , all Selected for discretion and devotion ,
There was the Donna Julia , whom to call Pretty were but to give a feeble notion
Of many charms in her as natural As sweetness to the flower , or salt to ocean ...
Amongst her numerous acquaintance , all Selected for discretion and devotion ,
There was the Donna Julia , whom to call Pretty were but to give a feeble notion
Of many charms in her as natural As sweetness to the flower , or salt to ocean ...
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... Sprung up a branch as beautiful as fresh ; The sons no more were short , the
daughters plain : But there ' s a rumour which I fain would hush , ( 1 ) ' Tis said
that Donna Julia ' s grandmamma Produced her Don more heirs at love than law .
... Sprung up a branch as beautiful as fresh ; The sons no more were short , the
daughters plain : But there ' s a rumour which I fain would hush , ( 1 ) ' Tis said
that Donna Julia ' s grandmamma Produced her Don more heirs at love than law .
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Alfonso was the name of Julia ' s lord , A man well looking for his years , and who
Was neither much beloved nor yet abhorr ' d : They lived together , as most
people do , Suffering each other ' s foibles by accord , And not exactly either one
or ...
Alfonso was the name of Julia ' s lord , A man well looking for his years , and who
Was neither much beloved nor yet abhorr ' d : They lived together , as most
people do , Suffering each other ' s foibles by accord , And not exactly either one
or ...
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Julia was — yet I never could see whyWith Donna Inez quite a favourite friend ;
Between their tastes there was small sympathy , For not a line had Julia ever
penn ' d : Some people whisper ( but , no doubt , they lie , For malice still imputes
...
Julia was — yet I never could see whyWith Donna Inez quite a favourite friend ;
Between their tastes there was small sympathy , For not a line had Julia ever
penn ' d : Some people whisper ( but , no doubt , they lie , For malice still imputes
...
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Yet Julia ' s very coldness still was kind , And tremulously gentle her small hand
Withdrew itself from his , but left behind A little pressure , thrilling , and so bland
And slight , so very slight , that to the mind ' Twas but a doubt ; but ne ' er
magician ...
Yet Julia ' s very coldness still was kind , And tremulously gentle her small hand
Withdrew itself from his , but left behind A little pressure , thrilling , and so bland
And slight , so very slight , that to the mind ' Twas but a doubt ; but ne ' er
magician ...
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Seite 225 - And first one universal shriek there rush'd, Louder than the loud ocean, like a crash Of echoing thunder; and then all was hush'd, Save the wild wind and the remorseless dash Of billows; but at intervals there gush'd, Accompanied with a convulsive splash, A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry Of some strong swimmer in his agony.
Seite 90 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Seite 321 - Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations; - all were his! He counted them at break of day And when the sun set where were they?
Seite 325 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think...
Seite 320 - The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! "Where burning Sappho loved and sung, — Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Seite 90 - Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies. His wit all seesaw, between that and this, Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis.
Seite 324 - Trust not for freedom to the Franks They have a king who buys and sells; In native swords, and native ranks, The only hope of courage dwells: But Turkish force, and Latin fraud, Would break your shield, however broad.
Seite 324 - Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
Seite 93 - 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 12 - No more — no more — Oh ! never more on me The freshness of the heart can fall like dew, Which out of all the lovely things we see Extracts emotions beautiful and new, Hived in our bosoms like the bag o' the bee : Think'st thou the honey with those objects grew ? • Alas!
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Band 15 Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron |
| Autoren | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore |
| Verlag | John Murray, 1833 |
| Original von | New York Public Library |
| Digitalisiert | 28. Nov. 2006 |
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