Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Band 15John Murray, 1833 |
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... tell him far more in sorrow than in anger - that we verily believe the great body of the English nation — the religious , the moral , and the candid part of it -consider the tendency of his writings to be immoral and pernicious- and ...
... tell him far more in sorrow than in anger - that we verily believe the great body of the English nation — the religious , the moral , and the candid part of it -consider the tendency of his writings to be immoral and pernicious- and ...
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... tell me he is a queer sort of a man ; and I would not be too sure , if I were you , either of what he has read or of what he has written . I thought his style had been the serious and terrible . As to his sending you money , this is the ...
... tell me he is a queer sort of a man ; and I would not be too sure , if I were you , either of what he has read or of what he has written . I thought his style had been the serious and terrible . As to his sending you money , this is the ...
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... tell you I am angry too ; but you should not have shown it so outrageously . Your solemn " if somebody personating the Editor of the , & c . & c . has received from Lord B. or from any other person , " reminds me of Charley Incledon's ...
... tell you I am angry too ; but you should not have shown it so outrageously . Your solemn " if somebody personating the Editor of the , & c . & c . has received from Lord B. or from any other person , " reminds me of Charley Incledon's ...
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... tell Mr. Hazlitt , that I never flattered Napoleon on the throne , nor maligned him since his fall . I wrote what I ... tells us , that all his knowledge of human understanding was derived from studying his own mind . From Mr. Hazlitt's ...
... tell Mr. Hazlitt , that I never flattered Napoleon on the throne , nor maligned him since his fall . I wrote what I ... tells us , that all his knowledge of human understanding was derived from studying his own mind . From Mr. Hazlitt's ...
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... tell upon a like occasion To whom it may be best to have recourse— ( 1 ) [ Mr. Rogers , Mr. Hobhouse , & c . & c . ] ( 2 ) [ MS . " First their friends tried at reconciliation . " ] ( 3 ) [ The Right Honourable R. Wilmot Horton , & c ...
... tell upon a like occasion To whom it may be best to have recourse— ( 1 ) [ Mr. Rogers , Mr. Hobhouse , & c . & c . ] ( 2 ) [ MS . " First their friends tried at reconciliation . " ] ( 3 ) [ The Right Honourable R. Wilmot Horton , & c ...
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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!