 | 1817 - 628 страници
...tempest' and of night, and makes Nature itself serve as the expression and voice of his own emotions. ' I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me ; and to me High mountains are a feeling. — ' ' Are not the mountains, waves, and skies, a part Of me and of my soul, as I of... | |
 | Sir Egerton Brydges - 1813 - 338 страници
...interchange of wrong for wrong 'Midst a contentious world, striving where none are strong." * * * * St. LXXII. " I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me; and to me High mountains are a feeling; but the hum Of human cities torture : I can see Nothing to loathe in nature, save to... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 страници
...Which feeds it as a mother who doth make A fair but froward infant her own care, Kissing its cries away as these awake ; — Is it not better thus our...Than join the crushing crowd, doom'd to inflict or bearl" By this identification of himself with the personage who before was more the vehicle of certain... | |
 | 1816 - 692 страници
...mak* Or the pure bosom of its nursing lake, A fair but froward infant her own rare. Kissing its cries away as these awake;— Is it not better thus our lives to wear, Than join the crushing crowd, doora'd to inflict or bear!" By this identification of himself with the personage who before was more... | |
 | 1838 - 884 страници
...Which feeds it as a mother who doth make A fair but froward infant her own care, Kissing its cries away as these awake ; — Is it not better thus our...join the crushing crowd, doom'd to inflict or bear ' " I live not in myielf, bat I become Portion of that around me ; and to me High mountains are a feeling,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 страници
...Which feeds it as a mother who doth make A fair but froward infant her own care, Kissing its cries away as these awake; — Is it not better thus our...to wear, Than join the crushing crowd , doom'd to inflicl. or bear? LXXII. I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me ; and to me,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 страници
...Which feeds it as a mother who doth make A fair but froward infant her own care, Kissing its cries away as these awake; — Is it not better thus our...Portion of that around me; and to me, High mountains are a feeling, but the hum. Of human cities torture : I can see Nothing to loathe in nature, save to... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 308 страници
...Which feeds it as a mother who doth make A fair but froward infant her own care, Kissing its cries away as these awake ; — Is it not better thus our...Portion of that around me ; and to me, High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture : I can see Nothing to loathe in nature, save to... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 292 страници
...Which feeds it as a mother who doth make A fair but froward infant her own care, Kissing its cries away as these awake ; — Is it not better thus our...join the crushing crowd, doom'd to inflict or bear ? LXXIL I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me ; and to me, High mountains are... | |
 | John Watkins - 1822 - 452 страници
...inanimate nature, he was at complete war with the moral world : for thus he soliloquizes — • " I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me ; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities, torture. I can see , Nothing to loathe in nature, save... | |
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I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me ; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture... 
