Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the Author's Life, and of His Visit to Italy, Band 1H. Colburn, 1828 - 494 Seiten |
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... contradict them every day of our life : otherwise it would be wonderful how people could adorn their equi- pages , and be continually sealing their letters with maxims and stately moralities , ludicrously inapplicable . It would be like ...
... contradict them every day of our life : otherwise it would be wonderful how people could adorn their equi- pages , and be continually sealing their letters with maxims and stately moralities , ludicrously inapplicable . It would be like ...
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... beauty they had at least a sense of . In this our poet was conceived ; but contradiction of all sorts was superadded , and he was born handsome , wilful , and lame . A happy childhood might have corrected his LORD BYRON . 149.
... beauty they had at least a sense of . In this our poet was conceived ; but contradiction of all sorts was superadded , and he was born handsome , wilful , and lame . A happy childhood might have corrected his LORD BYRON . 149.
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... short , he was the contradiction his father and mother had made him . To lump together some more of his personal habits , in the style of old Aubrey , he spelt affectedly , swore somewhat , had the Northumbrian LORD BYRON . 157.
... short , he was the contradiction his father and mother had made him . To lump together some more of his personal habits , in the style of old Aubrey , he spelt affectedly , swore somewhat , had the Northumbrian LORD BYRON . 157.
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... contradiction from any body who is at all acquainted with that language . He spoke it fluently ; but his pronunciation was as poor as that of most foreigners , and worse than many ; for he scarcely opened his mouth . Captain Medwin ...
... contradiction from any body who is at all acquainted with that language . He spoke it fluently ; but his pronunciation was as poor as that of most foreigners , and worse than many ; for he scarcely opened his mouth . Captain Medwin ...
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... contradict the number- less idle tales which our author proceeds to re- late respecting Lord Byron's adventures . Some of the scenes in which they are laid , his Lord- ship never beheld ; and such of the adventures as have a foundation ...
... contradict the number- less idle tales which our author proceeds to re- late respecting Lord Byron's adventures . Some of the scenes in which they are laid , his Lord- ship never beheld ; and such of the adventures as have a foundation ...
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Seite 429 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd, With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon, Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez, and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
Seite 435 - Ode to a Nightingale MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Seite 364 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Seite 428 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device...
Seite 364 - The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown ; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown : I sit upon the sands alone, The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. III. Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around...
Seite 340 - The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.
Seite 434 - Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone...
Seite 435 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene...
Seite 419 - Knowing within myself (he says) the manner in which this Poem has been produced, it is not without a feeling of regret that I make it public.— What manner I mean, will be quite clear to the reader, who must soon perceive great inexperience, immaturity, and every error denoting a feverish attempt, rather than a deed accomplished.'— Preface, p.
Seite 437 - Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! J Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf.