The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Том 5J. Murray, 1835 |
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... wish to meet again , and , it may be , an enemy . These things , and those minuter details of business , which time accumulates during absence , in every man's affairs and property , may , and probably will , recall me to England ; but ...
... wish to meet again , and , it may be , an enemy . These things , and those minuter details of business , which time accumulates during absence , in every man's affairs and property , may , and probably will , recall me to England ; but ...
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... wish to say a few words on the pre- sent state of English poetry . That this is the age of the decline of English poetry will be doubted by few who have calmly considered the subject . That there are men of genius among the present ...
... wish to say a few words on the pre- sent state of English poetry . That this is the age of the decline of English poetry will be doubted by few who have calmly considered the subject . That there are men of genius among the present ...
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... wish for invention , imagination , sublimity , character ? seek them in the Rape of the Lock , the Fables of Dryden , the Ode on Saint Cecilia's Day , and Absalom and Achitophel : you will discover in these two poets only , all for ...
... wish for invention , imagination , sublimity , character ? seek them in the Rape of the Lock , the Fables of Dryden , the Ode on Saint Cecilia's Day , and Absalom and Achitophel : you will discover in these two poets only , all for ...
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... wish that Milton had been a rhymer . ' The opinions of that truly great man , whom it is also the present fashion to decry , will ever be received by me with that de- ference which time will restore to him from all ; but , with all ...
... wish that Milton had been a rhymer . ' The opinions of that truly great man , whom it is also the present fashion to decry , will ever be received by me with that de- ference which time will restore to him from all ; but , with all ...
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... him that I could not honestly have complied with his wish , though I might legally . What I could do , I have done , viz . signed the warrant and sent it to Let the dogs divide the carcass , if it is 26 1820 . NOTICES OF THE.
... him that I could not honestly have complied with his wish , though I might legally . What I could do , I have done , viz . signed the warrant and sent it to Let the dogs divide the carcass , if it is 26 1820 . NOTICES OF THE.
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Страница 22 - The morning precious; beauty was awake! Why were ye not awake? But ye were dead To things ye knew not of, — were closely wed To musty laws lined out with wretched rule And compass vile: so that ye taught a school Of dolts to smooth, inlay, and clip, and fit. Till, like the certain wands of Jacob's wit. Their verses tallied. Easy was the task: A thousand handicraftsmen wore the mask Of Poesy.
Страница 67 - Tis a grand poem — and so true! — true as the 10th of Juvenal himself. The lapse of ages changes all things — time — language — the earth — the bounds of the sea — the stars of the sky, and every thing 'about, around, and underneath' man, except man himself, who has always been, and always will be, an unlucky rascal.
Страница 52 - And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep; and if I weep, 'Tis that our nature cannot always bring Itself to apathy...
Страница 196 - I can never get people to understand that poetry is the expression of excited passion, and that there is no such thing as a life of passion any more than a continuous earthquake, or an eternal fever. Besides, who would ever shave themselves in such a state...
Страница 306 - Drummond's publishers have been allowed to rest in peace for seventy years, are you to be singled out for a work of fiction, not of history or argument? There must be something at the bottom of this — some private enemy of your own : it is otherwise incredible.
Страница 9 - I recollect, however, that having been much hurt by Romilly's conduct (he, having a general retainer for me, had acted as adviser to the adversary, alleging, on being reminded of his retainer, that he had forgotten it, as his clerk had so many), I observed that some of those who were now eagerly laying...
Страница 27 - When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, Let him combat for that of his neighbours ; Let him think of the glories of Greece and of Rome, And get knock'd on the head for his labours.
Страница 354 - ... and regular interment. You can have no idea what an extraordinary effect such a funeral pile has, on a desolate shore, with mountains in the back-ground and the sea before, and the singular appearance the salt and frankincense gave to the flame. All of Shelley was consumed, except his heart, which would not take the flame, and is now preserved in spirits of wine.
Страница 109 - Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn." ["There scattered oft, the earliest of the year, By hands unseen, are showers of violets found ; The redbreast loves to build and warble there, And little footsteps lightly print the ground.
Страница 113 - I feel exactly as you do about our ' art," but it comes over me in a kind of rage every now and then, like • • • • and then, if I do n't write to empty my mind, I go mad.