Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Band 1John Murray, 1833 |
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... hope not , " was his answer : " if you read any speeches of mine , it will be in the House of Lords . " - The title , of which he thus early anticipated the enjoyment , devolved to him but too soon . Had he been left to struggle on for ...
... hope not , " was his answer : " if you read any speeches of mine , it will be in the House of Lords . " - The title , of which he thus early anticipated the enjoyment , devolved to him but too soon . Had he been left to struggle on for ...
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... hope not ! " he exclaimed . " I'm sure I have n't . I would rather the whole d - d country was sunk in the sea— -I the Scotch accent ! " To such sallies , however , whether in writing or conversation , but little weight is to be allowed ...
... hope not ! " he exclaimed . " I'm sure I have n't . I would rather the whole d - d country was sunk in the sea— -I the Scotch accent ! " To such sallies , however , whether in writing or conversation , but little weight is to be allowed ...
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... hope of having his lameness removed , placed her son under the care of a person , who professed the cure of such cases , at Nottingham . The name of this man , who appears to have been a mere em- pirical pretender , was Lavender ; and ...
... hope of having his lameness removed , placed her son under the care of a person , who professed the cure of such cases , at Nottingham . The name of this man , who appears to have been a mere em- pirical pretender , was Lavender ; and ...
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... hope will be soon , She firmly believes she will go to the moon . It is possible that these rhymes may have been caught up at second - hand ; and he himself , as will presently be seen , dated his " first dash into poetry , " as he ...
... hope will be soon , She firmly believes she will go to the moon . It is possible that these rhymes may have been caught up at second - hand ; and he himself , as will presently be seen , dated his " first dash into poetry , " as he ...
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... hope were past , He watch'd it wistfully , until away ' Twas borne by the rude wave wherein ' twas cast : Then he himself sunk down all dumb and shivering , And gave no sign of life , save his limbs quivering . " DON JUAN , CANTO II ...
... hope were past , He watch'd it wistfully , until away ' Twas borne by the rude wave wherein ' twas cast : Then he himself sunk down all dumb and shivering , And gave no sign of life , save his limbs quivering . " DON JUAN , CANTO II ...
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Seite 305 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his...
Seite 194 - But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there; and their houses shall be full of doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.
Seite 62 - When I was yet a child, no childish play To me was pleasing ; all my mind was set Serious to learn and know, and thence to do What might be public good; myself I thought Born to that end, born to promote all truth, All righteous things...
Seite 307 - Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh, give me back my heart! Or, since that has left my breast, Keep it now, and take the rest! Hear my vow before I go, ZtoT) p,ou, ads d^aira>. By those tresses unconfined, Woo'd by each /Egean wind; By those lids whose jetty fringe Kiss thy soft cheeks...
Seite 50 - Brighten'd, and for a moment seem'd to roam, He squeezed from out a rag some drops of rain Into his dying child's mouth — but in vain.
Seite 193 - I hold virtue, in general, or the virtues severally, to be only in the disposition, each a feeling, not a principle. I believe truth the prime attribute of the Deity, and death an eternal sleep, at least of the body. You have here a brief compendium of the sentiments of the wicked George, Lord Byron; 1 and, till I get a new suit, you will perceive I am badly clothed. I remain yours, etc., BYRON.
Seite 62 - But why should I his childish feats display ? Concourse, and noise, and toil he ever fled ; Nor cared to mingle in the clamorous fray Of squabbling imps; but to the forest sped, Or roam'd at large the lonely mountain's head, Or, where the maze of some bewilder'd stream To deep untrodden groves his footsteps led, There would he wander wild, till Phoebus' beam, Shot from the western cliff, released the weary team.
Seite 49 - Little he said, and now and then he smiled, As if to win a part from off the weight He saw increasing on his father's heart, With the deep, deadly thought, that they must part.
Seite 32 - Syne" brings Scotland, one and all, Scotch plaids, Scotch snoods, the blue hills, and clear streams, The Dee, the Don, Balgounie's brig's Hack 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.
Seite 25 - And what was my answer? I really cannot explain or account for my feelings at that moment ; but they nearly threw me into convulsions, and alarmed my mother so much, that after I grew better, she generally avoided the subject — to me — and contented herself with telling it to all her acquaintance.