Rejected Addresses: And Other PoemsDerby & Jackson, 1860 - 414 páginas |
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... once been patted on he stopped for a minute to conve He church - yard . The in wever did not inspire him wit in for which he was destined . ted all others , was a fervent de as he was never absent from the first performance of a ne ...
... once been patted on he stopped for a minute to conve He church - yard . The in wever did not inspire him wit in for which he was destined . ted all others , was a fervent de as he was never absent from the first performance of a ne ...
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... once said to Leigh Hunt- " I know not what Horace Smith must take me for sometimes : I am afraid he must think me a strange fellow : but is it not odd that the only truly generous person I ever knew , who had money to be generous with ...
... once said to Leigh Hunt- " I know not what Horace Smith must take me for sometimes : I am afraid he must think me a strange fellow : but is it not odd that the only truly generous person I ever knew , who had money to be generous with ...
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... once more , and in their second birth Bring back each former scent and sound of air and earth . In social joys where song and music's zest Made beauty fairer , In festive scenes with all their mirth and jest , Once more a sharer , I see ...
... once more , and in their second birth Bring back each former scent and sound of air and earth . In social joys where song and music's zest Made beauty fairer , In festive scenes with all their mirth and jest , Once more a sharer , I see ...
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... once restored And got q Lived in thy time- Was beating monkst By monk Who shook beneath Their reverend bea As each down - falli Was cau Perchance when I Of Agincourt , so ( His bleeding ste With s Laid down his h And , as he pluc ...
... once restored And got q Lived in thy time- Was beating monkst By monk Who shook beneath Their reverend bea As each down - falli Was cau Perchance when I Of Agincourt , so ( His bleeding ste With s Laid down his h And , as he pluc ...
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... once restored , has lost its bloom , And got quite shabby ) , ived in thy time - the first perchance as beating monks † when thou in France By monks wert beaten , Who shook beneath this very tree Their reverend beards , with glutton ...
... once restored , has lost its bloom , And got quite shabby ) , ived in thy time - the first perchance as beating monks † when thou in France By monks wert beaten , Who shook beneath this very tree Their reverend beards , with glutton ...
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Apollo Arethusa bard beauty Behold beneath birth bless bloom breath brother charms cheer Chigwell cried dark dear death deep delight dine doom door Drury Lane Drury Lane Theatre earth eau-de-vie Edinburgh Review eyes fair fear feel fire flowers friends gave gaze give grace grave guineas coin Hail to thee hand Hark hast head hear heart heaven hope Horace Smith James Smith Jane Shore jokes King Lady life's live London look Lord Lord Byron Marshal Saxe master Momus moral morning Muses Nature's never night Number o'er once penny banner poet poor quoth Rejected Addresses round shuddering sing smiles song soul sweet Talleyrand tears tell theatre thine thou thou'rt thought thrilling tomb trepanned turn Twas voice wert wife wight winds wing wonder writer Zounds
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Página 8 - Or doffed thine own to let Queen Dido pass, Or held, by Solomon's own invitation, A torch at the great Temple's dedication. I need not ask thee if that hand, when armed...
Página 290 - Pretty ! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms ! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Página 9 - Cambyses, Marched armies o'er thy tomb with thundering tread — O'erthrew Osiris, Orus, Apis, Isis; And shook the pyramids with fear and wonder, When the gigantic Memnon fell asunder? If the tomb's secrets may not be confessed, The nature of thy private life unfold : A heart has throbbed beneath that leathern breast, And tears adown that dusty cheek have rolled...
Página 396 - Alike in ignorance, his reason such Whether he thinks too little or too much; Chaos of thought and passion, all confused; Still, by himself abused or disabused; Created half to rise and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all, Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurled, The glory, jest, and riddle of the world...
Página 369 - While gradual parties fill our widen'd pit, And gape, and gaze, and wonder, ere they sit. At first, while vacant seats give choice and ease, Distant or near, they settle where they please ; But when the multitude contracts the span, And seats are rare, they settle where they can. Now the full benches, to late comers doom No room for standing, miscall'd standing room. Hark ! the check-taker moody silence breaks, And bawling
Página 7 - Thebes's streets three thousand years ago, When the Memnonium was in all its glory, And time had not begun to overthrow Those temples, palaces, and piles stupendous, Of which the very ruins are tremendous.
Página xx - I am afraid he must think me a strange fellow : but is it not odd, that the only truly generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker ! And he writes poetry too,
Página 334 - Nor notice give at all : The firemen, terrified, are slow To bid the pumping torrent flow, For fear the roof should fall. Back, Robins, back ! Crump, stand aloof ! Whitford, keep near the walls ! Huggins, regard your own behoof, For lo ! the blazing rocking roof Down, down in thunder falls ! An awful pause succeeds the stroke, And o'er the ruins volumed smoke, Rolling around its pitchy shroud, Conceal'd them from th
Página 303 - I'm speaking, where's papa? And where's my aunt? and where's mamma? Where's Jack? Oh, there they sit! They smile, they nod; I'll go my ways, And order round poor Billy's chaise, To join them in the pit. And now, good gentlefolks, I go To join mamma, and see the show; So, bidding you adieu, I curtsey, like a pretty miss, And if you'll blow to me a kiss, I'll blow a kiss to you.
Página 298 - Who. while the British squadron lay off Cork (God bless the Regent and the Duke of York !) With a foul earthquake ravaged the Caraccas, And raised the price of dry goods and tobaccos ? Who makes the quartern loaf and Luddites rise ? Who fills the butchers