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I have had no view to the stage : in its present state it is , perhaps , not a very exalted object of ambition ; besides I have been too much behind the scenes to have thought it ...
I have had no view to the stage : in its present state it is , perhaps , not a very exalted object of ambition ; besides I have been too much behind the scenes to have thought it ...
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have thought it so at any time And I cannot conceive any man of irritable feeling putting himself at the mercies of an audience : the sneering reader , and the loud critic , and the tart review , are scattered and distant calamities ...
have thought it so at any time And I cannot conceive any man of irritable feeling putting himself at the mercies of an audience : the sneering reader , and the loud critic , and the tart review , are scattered and distant calamities ...
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... not leave the task Herculean , though as yet ' tis but a chaos Of darkly - brooding thoughts : my fancy is In her first work , more nearly to the light Holding the sleeping images of things For the selection of the pausing judgment.
... not leave the task Herculean , though as yet ' tis but a chaos Of darkly - brooding thoughts : my fancy is In her first work , more nearly to the light Holding the sleeping images of things For the selection of the pausing judgment.
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The late Doge ; keeping still my old command As patron of a galley : my new office Was given as the reward of certain scars ( So was your predecessor pleased to say :) I little thought his bounty would conduct me To his successor as a ...
The late Doge ; keeping still my old command As patron of a galley : my new office Was given as the reward of certain scars ( So was your predecessor pleased to say :) I little thought his bounty would conduct me To his successor as a ...
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Unlike To other spirits of his order , who , In the first burst of passion , pour away Their wrath or sorrow , all things wear in him An aspect of eternity : his thoughts , His feelings , passions ...
Unlike To other spirits of his order , who , In the first burst of passion , pour away Their wrath or sorrow , all things wear in him An aspect of eternity : his thoughts , His feelings , passions ...
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Seite 176 - And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain; That iron is a cankering thing, For in these limbs its teeth remain, With marks that will not wear away...
Seite 185 - I thought of this, and I was glad, For thought of them had made me mad ; But I was curious to ascend To my barr'd windows, and to bend Once more, upon the mountains high, The quiet of a loving eye.
Seite 187 - These heavy walls to me had grown A hermitage — and all my own ! And half I felt as they were come To tear me from a second home : With spiders I had friendship made, And watch'd them in their sullen trade...
Seite 178 - Lake Leman lies by Chillon's walls: A thousand feet in depth below Its massy waters meet and flow; Thus much the fathom-line was sent From Chillon's snow-white battlement, Which round about the wave enthralls: A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave.
Seite 182 - The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
Seite 187 - With spiders I had friendship made, And watched them in their sullen trade; Had seen the mice by moonlight play — And why should I feel less than they? We were all inmates of one place, And I, the monarch of each race, Had power to kill; yet, strange to tell! In quiet we had learned to dwell. My very chains and I grew friends, So much a long communion tends To make us what we are: — even I Regained my freedom with a sigh.
Seite 179 - A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave. Below the surface of the lake The dark vault lies wherein we lay, We heard it ripple night and day; Sounding o'er our heads it...
Seite 180 - Like brutes within an iron den ; But what were these to us or him? These wasted not his heart or limb ; My brother's soul was of that mould Which in a palace had grown cold, Had his free breathing been denied The range of the steep mountain's side; But why delay the truth?
Seite 187 - It might be months, or years, or days, I kept no count — I took no note, I had no hope my eyes to raise And clear them of their dreary mote ; At last men came to set me free...
Seite 175 - But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are...
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| Titel | The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, Band 3 Band 3 von The Works of the Rt. Hon. Lord Byron: In Eight Volumes, George Gordon Byron Baron Byron The works of the rt. hon. lord Byron, George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Autor/in | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) |
| Verlag | R. W. Pomeroy, 1824 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 25. Sept. 2006 |
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