Byron, Том 1C. Scribner's sons, 1912 |
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... seen , as the action develops , to have been too powerful . It has tuned the mind for events which , in the actual happening , fail to fulfil such radiant or such sinister promise . We who watch the play called " Byron " need fear no ...
... seen , as the action develops , to have been too powerful . It has tuned the mind for events which , in the actual happening , fail to fulfil such radiant or such sinister promise . We who watch the play called " Byron " need fear no ...
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... seen his mother do the same with her gowns and caps ; but we must hope that he had not seen her commit the further delinquency which a relic , treasured in Aberdeen , was still attesting when Moore published his biography in 1830. This ...
... seen his mother do the same with her gowns and caps ; but we must hope that he had not seen her commit the further delinquency which a relic , treasured in Aberdeen , was still attesting when Moore published his biography in 1830. This ...
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... seen reading ; but always idle , and in mischief , or at play . The truth is that I read eating , read in bed , read when no one else read , and had read all sorts of reading since I was five years old " . He drew up , in 1807 at ...
... seen reading ; but always idle , and in mischief , or at play . The truth is that I read eating , read in bed , read when no one else read , and had read all sorts of reading since I was five years old " . He drew up , in 1807 at ...
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... seen since Lachin - y - gair and Morven ; and now , in 1803 , he was looking at them with Mary . " Those were the days of romance ! " he said to Medwin in 1822. " She was the beau idéal of all that my youthful fancy could paint of ...
... seen since Lachin - y - gair and Morven ; and now , in 1803 , he was looking at them with Mary . " Those were the days of romance ! " he said to Medwin in 1822. " She was the beau idéal of all that my youthful fancy could paint of ...
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... seen him first at a fox - hunt- " the Unspeakable in pursuit of the Uneatable " ; but it was not so that she would , in those days at any rate , have characterised him . No ; for she would stand , on the famed Diadem Hill , 1 " Looking ...
... seen him first at a fox - hunt- " the Unspeakable in pursuit of the Uneatable " ; but it was not so that she would , in those days at any rate , have characterised him . No ; for she would stand , on the famed Diadem Hill , 1 " Looking ...
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Страница 131 - Near this spot Are deposited the Remains Of one Who Possessed Beauty Without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, And all the Virtues of Man Without his Vices. This Praise, which would be unmeaning flattery If inscribed over Human Ashes, Is but a just tribute to the Memory of "Boatswain," a Dog Who was born at Newfoundland, May, 1803, And died at Newstead Abbey Nov. 18, 1808.
Страница 68 - Had wander'd from its dwelling, and her eyes They had not their own lustre, but the look Which is not of the earth; she was become The queen of a fantastic realm; her thoughts Were combinations of disjointed things; And forms impalpable and unperceived Of others
Страница 309 - I saw him stand Before an Altar — with a gentle bride ; Her face was fair, but was not that which made The Starlight of his Boyhood ; — as he stood Even at the altar, o'er his brow there...
Страница 309 - But the old mansion, and the accustom'd hall, And the remember'd chambers, and the place, The day, the hour, the sunshine, and the shade, All things pertaining to that place and hour, And her who was his destiny, came back And thrust themselves between him and the light : What business had they there at such a time?
Страница 230 - REMEMBER THEE! REMEMBER THEE! REMEMBER thee ! remember thee ! Till Lethe quench life's burning stream Remorse and shame shall cling to thee, And haunt thee like a feverish dream ! Remember thee ! Ay, doubt it not.
Страница 153 - I found him bursting with indignation. ' Will you believe it?' said he, ' I have just met * * *, and asked him to come and sit an hour with me: he excused himself; and what do you think was his excuse? He was engaged with his mother and some ladies to go shopping! And he knows I set out to-morrow, to be absent for years, perhaps never to return! — Friendship! I do not believe I shall leave behind me, yourself and family excepted, and perhaps my mother, a single being who will care what becomes...
Страница 68 - ... many men, And made him friends of mountains : with the stars And the quick Spirit of the Universe He held his dialogues ; and they did teach To him the magic of their mysteries ; To him the book of Night was open'd wide, And voices from the deep abyss reveal'd A marvel and a secret — Be it so.
Страница 64 - Yet was I calm : I knew the time My breast would thrill before thy look ; But now to tremble were a crime — We met, — and not a nerve was shook. I saw thee gaze upon my face, Yet meet with no confusion there : One only feeling could'st thou trace ; The sullen calmness of despair. Away ! away ! my early dream Remembrance never must awake : Oh ! where is Lethe's fabled stream ? My foolish heart, be still, or break.
Страница 277 - A thing of dark imaginings, that shaped By choice the perils he by chance escaped; But 'scaped in vain, for in their memory yet His mind would half exult and half regret...
Страница 64 - Well! thou art happy, and I feel That I should thus be happy too; For still my heart regards thy weal Warmly, as it was wont to do.