 | 1818 - 504 páginas
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 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1818 - 500 páginas
...shape and image given, As haunts the unquench'd soul — parch d — wearied — wrung — and riven. " Of its own beauty is the mind diseased, And fevers...sculptor's soul hath seized? In him alone. Can Nature snow so fair ! Where are the charms and virtues which we dar* Conceive in bovhood and pursue as men,... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 páginas
...shape and image given, As haunts the unquench'd soul — parch' d — weariedwrung — and riven. cxxn. Of its own beauty is the mind diseased, And fevers...sculptor's soul hath seized? In him alone. Can Nature shew so fair? Where are the charms and virtues which we dare Conceive in boyhood and pursue as men*... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 176 páginas
...As haunts the unqueneh'd soul— parch'd— wearied wrung and riven . CXXII. Of its own beauty i» the mind diseased , . .; .•.•,,•!: . And fevers...sculptor's soul hath seized ? In him alone. Can Nature shew so fair ? Where are the charms and virtues which we dare • V Conceive in boyhood and pursue... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1821 - 478 páginas
...image given, As haunts the tmquench'd soul — parch'd — wearied — wrung — and riven. CXXII. Of its own beauty is the mind diseased, And fevers...sculptor's soul hath seized ? In him alone. Can Nature shew so fair? Where are the charms and virtues which we dare Conceive in boyhood and pursue as men,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823 - 402 páginas
...image given, As haunts the unquench'd soul — parch'd — wearied — wrung — and riven. CXXII. Of its own beauty is the mind diseased, And fevers...men, The unreach'd Paradise of our despair, Which o'er-hiforms the pencil and the pen, And overpowers the page where it would bloom again ? CXXIII. Who... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1824 - 334 páginas
...the mind diseased, And fevers into false ereation : — where, Vvhere are the forms the spulptor's soul hath seized ? In him alone. Can Nature show so...fair ?. Where are the charms and virtues which we Coneeive in hoyhood and pursue as men, The unreach'd paradise of our despair, Which o'er-informs the... | |
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Of its own beauty is the mind diseased, And fevers into false creation : — where, Where are the forms the sculptor's soul hath seized ? In him alone. Can Nature show so fair... 
