The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Volumen16J. Murray, 1833 |
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... rest , but in them were Inherent ; what we mortals call romantic , And always envy , though we deem it frantic . XIX . This is in others a factitious state , An opium dream ( 1 ) of too much youth and reading , But was in them their ...
... rest , but in them were Inherent ; what we mortals call romantic , And always envy , though we deem it frantic . XIX . This is in others a factitious state , An opium dream ( 1 ) of too much youth and reading , But was in them their ...
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... rest , however . Ugh ! how my blood chilled . -and I could not wake - and and - heigho ! - ' Shadows to night Have struck more terror in the soul of Richard , Than could the substance of ten thousand , Arm'd all in proof , ' & c . & c ...
... rest , however . Ugh ! how my blood chilled . -and I could not wake - and and - heigho ! - ' Shadows to night Have struck more terror in the soul of Richard , Than could the substance of ten thousand , Arm'd all in proof , ' & c . & c ...
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... rest of all that tribe ; with here and there A pretty person , which perhaps may strike , The rest are hardly fitted for a fair ; There's one , though tall and stiffer than a pike , Yet has a sentimental kind of air Which might go far ...
... rest of all that tribe ; with here and there A pretty person , which perhaps may strike , The rest are hardly fitted for a fair ; There's one , though tall and stiffer than a pike , Yet has a sentimental kind of air Which might go far ...
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... rest wanted to hinder us from going , as it is the custom for every body here , it seems , to run away from the stricken deer . " B. Letters . ] ( 3 ) [ MS . " Just kill'd , and scarcely competent to pant . " ] XXXIV . Poor fellow for ...
... rest wanted to hinder us from going , as it is the custom for every body here , it seems , to run away from the stricken deer . " B. Letters . ] ( 3 ) [ MS . " Just kill'd , and scarcely competent to pant . " ] XXXIV . Poor fellow for ...
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... rest , Who give themselves to architecture wholly ; We know where things and men must end at best : A moral ( like all morals ) melancholy , And " Et sepulchri immemor struis domos " ( 2 ) Shows that we build when we should but entomb ...
... rest , Who give themselves to architecture wholly ; We know where things and men must end at best : A moral ( like all morals ) melancholy , And " Et sepulchri immemor struis domos " ( 2 ) Shows that we build when we should but entomb ...
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Página 6 - In health, in sickness, thus the suppliant prays; Hides from himself his state, and shuns to know, That life protracted is protracted woe. Time hovers o'er, impatient to destroy, And shuts up all the passages of joy: In vain their gifts the bounteous seasons pour, The fruit autumnal, and the vernal...
Página 6 - Leaf,' and Imagination droops her pinion, And the sad truth which hovers o'er my desk Turns what was once romantic to burlesque. And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep...
Página 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.
Página 333 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts ; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy ; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head — and there is London Town ! LXXXIII.
Página 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.
Página 16 - I was born in the planetary hour of Saturn, and I think I have a piece of that leaden planet in me.
Página 7 - Some have accused me of a strange design Against the creed and morals of the land, And trace it in this poem every line : I don't pretend that I quite understand My own meaning when I would be very fine...
Página 21 - It has a strange quick jar upon the ear, That cocking of a pistol, when you know A moment more will bring the sight to bear Upon your person, twelve yards off, or so ; A gentlemanly distance, not too near, If you have got a former friend for foe { But after being fired at once or twice, . .. The ear becomes more Irish, and less nice.
Página 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.
Página 179 - I do not know what I may appear to the world ; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.