Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Band 16John Murray, 1833 |
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... child from the knee And breast maternal wean'd at once for ever , Would wither less than these two torn apart ; ( 1 ) Alas ! there is no instinct like the heart- XI . The heart - which may be broken : happy they ! Thrice fortunate ! who ...
... child from the knee And breast maternal wean'd at once for ever , Would wither less than these two torn apart ; ( 1 ) Alas ! there is no instinct like the heart- XI . The heart - which may be broken : happy they ! Thrice fortunate ! who ...
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... children still , And children still they should have ever been ; They were not made in the real world to fill A busy character in the dull scene , But like two beings born from out a rill , A nymph and her beloved , all unseen Το pass ...
... children still , And children still they should have ever been ; They were not made in the real world to fill A busy character in the dull scene , But like two beings born from out a rill , A nymph and her beloved , all unseen Το pass ...
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... child , lover , brother , All that the best can mingle and express ( 1 ) [ " The effect of all wines and spirits upon me is strange . It settles , but it makes me gloomy - gloomy at the very moment of their effect , and not gay hardly ...
... child , lover , brother , All that the best can mingle and express ( 1 ) [ " The effect of all wines and spirits upon me is strange . It settles , but it makes me gloomy - gloomy at the very moment of their effect , and not gay hardly ...
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... Child " ( 1812 ) , occurs this beautiful image : : - " All her innocent thoughts , Like rose - leaves scatter'd . " — E ] ( 2 ) [ " We are somewhat more than ourselves in our sleeps , and the slumber of the body seems to be but the ...
... Child " ( 1812 ) , occurs this beautiful image : : - " All her innocent thoughts , Like rose - leaves scatter'd . " — E ] ( 2 ) [ " We are somewhat more than ourselves in our sleeps , and the slumber of the body seems to be but the ...
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... children make : And first around the tender boys they wind , Then with their sharpen'd fangs their limbs and bodies grind . The wretched father , running to their aid With pious haste , but vain , they next invade : Twice round his ...
... children make : And first around the tender boys they wind , Then with their sharpen'd fangs their limbs and bodies grind . The wretched father , running to their aid With pious haste , but vain , they next invade : Twice round his ...
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Ali Pacha antè arms Auld Lang Syne Baba bastion batteries beauty blood Bosphorus brave breath brow call'd Canto Catherine Christian Circassian Cossacques death Don Juan doubt dream Duc de Richelieu Dudù e'er earth empress eyes face fair fame favourite feelings fell gazed Giaours glory Gulbeyaz heart heaven hero Hist houris human human clay Ibid Ismail Juan's Juanna kind kings knew lady least less look look'd Lord Byron maid mind moral Muse ne'er never Nouvelle Russie o'er once pass'd passion pause perhaps Petersburgh poem poet Prince Prince de Ligne rhyme Russian scarce seem'd Seraskier show'd sleep slight soul strange sublime Suwarrow sweet tears things thou thought thousand toises Turcs Turks turn'd Twas unto Voltaire wish'd women words young youth
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Seite 137 - Not where he eats, but where he is eaten : a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet : we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots...
Seite 6 - And if I laugh at any mortal thing, Tis that I may not weep...
Seite 16 - We are somewhat more than ourselves in our sleeps ; and the slumber of the body seems to be but the waking of the soul. It is the ligation of sense, but the liberty of reason ; and our waking conceptions do not match the fancies of our sleeps.
Seite 124 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Seite 69 - Seen him I have, but in his happier hour Of social pleasure, ill exchanged for power ; Seen him, uneumber'd with the venal tribe, Smile without art, and win without a bribe.
Seite 227 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Seite 135 - We left our hero and third heroine in A kind of state more awkward than uncommon, For gentlemen must sometimes risk their skin For that sad tempter, a forbidden woman : Sultans too much abhor this sort of sin, And don't agree at all with the wise Roman, Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious, Who lent his lady to his friend Hortensius.
Seite 136 - That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster...
Seite 309 - Auld Lang Syne" brings Scotland, one and all, Scotch plaids, Scotch snoods, the blue hills, and clear streams, The Dee, the Don, Balgounie's brig's black 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 7 - Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage. Far off from these a slow and silent stream, Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls Her watery labyrinth, whereof who drinks, Forthwith his former state and being forgets, Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.