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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With Recollections of the Author's Life, and of His Visit to Italy Leigh Hunt. LONDON : PRINTED BY S. AND R. BENTLEY , Dorset Street , Fleet Street . P R E F A CЕ . THE reader will.
With Recollections of the Author's Life, and of His Visit to Italy Leigh Hunt. LONDON : PRINTED BY S. AND R. BENTLEY , Dorset Street , Fleet Street . P R E F A CЕ . THE reader will.
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... reader will oblige me by letting me explain to him , how the volume , here offered to his perusal , came to be what it is . I think it due to myself to make the explanation ; and as a conscientious reader of the pre- faces of other men ...
... reader will oblige me by letting me explain to him , how the volume , here offered to his perusal , came to be what it is . I think it due to myself to make the explanation ; and as a conscientious reader of the pre- faces of other men ...
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... readers might have mistaken the object of it , than was desirable ; and Mr. Hazlitt is ready enough , at all times , to save others the necessity of exhibit- ing his defects . Twenty such articles would not have put an end to the good ...
... readers might have mistaken the object of it , than was desirable ; and Mr. Hazlitt is ready enough , at all times , to save others the necessity of exhibit- ing his defects . Twenty such articles would not have put an end to the good ...
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... reader may know me better than myself , and punish me in his thought accord- ingly . Let me have only the benefit of the concession . I have been forced to give up , in my time , too many dreams of self - love , to deny myself the ...
... reader may know me better than myself , and punish me in his thought accord- ingly . Let me have only the benefit of the concession . I have been forced to give up , in my time , too many dreams of self - love , to deny myself the ...
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... readers who shall see it . To others of that class , if I had them within hearing , I should say , that they go counter to their own principles , or perhaps are not quite so unwil- ling to think evil as they suppose , when they condemn ...
... readers who shall see it . To others of that class , if I had them within hearing , I should say , that they go counter to their own principles , or perhaps are not quite so unwil- ling to think evil as they suppose , when they condemn ...
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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.