The last days of lord Byron

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Knight and Lacey, 1825 - 360 páginas
 

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Página 140 - Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move: Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love! My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile.
Página 141 - The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory "and Greece, around me see ! The Spartan, borne upon his shield, Was not more free. Awake ! (not Greece — she is awake !) Awake, my spirit ! Think through whom Thy life-blood tracks its parent lake, And then strike home ! Tread those reviving passions down, Unworthy manhood ! — unto thee Indifferent should the smile or frown Of beauty be.
Página 142 - Tread those reviving passions down, Unworthy manhood! — unto thee Indifferent should the smile or frown Of beauty be. If thou regret'st thy youth, why live? The land of honourable death Is here: — up to the field, and give Away thy breath! Seek out — less often sought than found — A soldier's grave, for thee the best; Then look around and choose thy ground, And take thy rest.
Página 149 - ... stranger whether he formed part of the funeral cortege, he replied that he came there to pay his respects to the deceased, with whom he had served in the Levant, when he made the tour of the Grecian Islands. This poor fellow was kindly offered a place by some of the servants who were behind the carriage; but he said he was strong, and had rather walk near the hearse.
Página 75 - With Lyon Lord Byron was accustomed, not only to associate, but to commune very much, and very often. His most usual phrase was, " Lyon, you are no rogue, Lyon ;" or " Lyon," his lordship would say, " thou art an honest fellow, Lyon." The dog's eyes sparkled, and his tail swept the floor, as he sat with his haunches on the ground. " Thou art more faithful than men, Lyon ; I trust thee more.
Página 125 - Next morning Milligen induced him to yield, by a suggestion of the possible loss of his reason. Throwing out his arm, he cried, " There ! you are, I see, a d — d set of butchers. Take away as much blood as you like, and have done with it." The remedy, repeated on the following day with blistering...
Página 206 - Poverty is wretchedness; but it is perhaps to be preferred to the heartless unmeaning dissipation of the higher orders. I am thankful I am now entirely clear of this, and my resolution to remain clear of it for the rest of my life shall be immutable. "The Greeks on the continent...
Página 163 - I was summoned to attend him, and receive his orders that every thing should be done which might contribute to their comfort. He was seated on a cushion at the upper end of the room, the women and children were standing before him with their eyes fixed steadily on him; and, on his right hand was his interpreter, who was extracting from the women a narrative of their sufferings. One of them, apparently about thirty years of age, possessing great vivacity, and whose manners and dress, though she was...
Página 158 - I was commanded to enter it on hia memorandum-book, and then he pronounced, In a solemn tone of voice, while blacky stood aghast, expecting some severe punishment, the following doom : ' My determination is, that the children born of these black women, of which you may be the father, shall be my property, and I will maintain them. What say you?' 'Go— Go— God bless you, massa, may you live great while,' stuttered out the groom, and sallied, forth to tell the good news to the two distressed women."—...
Página 127 - When he took my hand," says Parry, "I found his hands were deadly cold. With the assistance of Tita I endeavoured gently to create a little warmth in them; and also loosened the bandage which was tied round his head. Till this was done he seemed in great pain, clenched his hands at times, gnashed his teeth, and uttered the Italian exclamation of 'Ah Christi !' He bore the loosening of the band passively, and, after it was loosened, shed tears; then taking my hand again, uttered a faint good night,...

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