Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Том 15John Murray, 1833 |
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... wishes to be tried for the mere pleasure of proving his possession of the privilege . ( 1 ) " But a truce with these ... wish that I had been in better spirits ; but I am out of sorts , out of nerves , and , now and then , ( I begin to ...
... wishes to be tried for the mere pleasure of proving his possession of the privilege . ( 1 ) " But a truce with these ... wish that I had been in better spirits ; but I am out of sorts , out of nerves , and , now and then , ( I begin to ...
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... wish that the structure stood uncontaminated with that levity and pruriency which the less scrupulous may laugh at to - day , but which has no claim to the applause of judicious or moral contemporaries , or of impartial posterity ...
... wish that the structure stood uncontaminated with that levity and pruriency which the less scrupulous may laugh at to - day , but which has no claim to the applause of judicious or moral contemporaries , or of impartial posterity ...
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... wish we were the poet's next of kin : it should go hard but that a writ de lunatico inquirendo should issue . In the mean time we leave him , praying for him , with the clown in Twelfth Night - Thy wits the heavens restore ! endeavour ...
... wish we were the poet's next of kin : it should go hard but that a writ de lunatico inquirendo should issue . In the mean time we leave him , praying for him , with the clown in Twelfth Night - Thy wits the heavens restore ! endeavour ...
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... wish to laugh or to weep ? And yet , who that reads him can refrain alternately from either ? " Another now silent oracle was XV . THE BRITISH CRITIC . " A satire was announced , in terms so happily mysterious , as to set the town on ...
... wish to laugh or to weep ? And yet , who that reads him can refrain alternately from either ? " Another now silent oracle was XV . THE BRITISH CRITIC . " A satire was announced , in terms so happily mysterious , as to set the town on ...
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... wishes well to the happiness of mankind — and are glad to testify , that his poems abound with sentiments of great dignity and tenderness , as well as passages of infi- nite sublimity and beauty . But their general tendency we believe ...
... wishes well to the happiness of mankind — and are glad to testify , that his poems abound with sentiments of great dignity and tenderness , as well as passages of infi- nite sublimity and beauty . But their general tendency we believe ...
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Страница 225 - And first one universal shriek there rush'd, Louder than the loud ocean, like a crash Of echoing thunder; and then all was hush'd, Save the wild wind and the remorseless dash Of billows; but at intervals there gush'd, Accompanied with a convulsive splash, A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry Of some strong swimmer in his agony.
Страница 90 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Страница 321 - Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis; And ships, by thousands, lay below, And men in nations; - all were his! He counted them at break of day And when the sun set where were they?
Страница 325 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think...
Страница 320 - The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! "Where burning Sappho loved and sung, — Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Страница 90 - Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies. His wit all seesaw, between that and this, Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis.
Страница 324 - Trust not for freedom to the Franks They have a king who buys and sells; In native swords, and native ranks, The only hope of courage dwells: But Turkish force, and Latin fraud, Would break your shield, however broad.
Страница 324 - Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
Страница 93 - 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 12 - No more — no more — Oh ! never more on me The freshness of the heart can fall like dew, Which out of all the lovely things we see Extracts emotions beautiful and new, Hived in our bosoms like the bag o' the bee : Think'st thou the honey with those objects grew ? • Alas!