Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the Author's Life, and of His Visit to Italy, Volume 1Henry Colburn, 1828 - 440 páginas |
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... sure to be thus falsified . I do not believe that the compiler wished to say any thing untrue ; but he takes care to doubt only what tells against his hero , and swallows implicitly every thing else . On both accounts he is repeatedly ...
... sure to be thus falsified . I do not believe that the compiler wished to say any thing untrue ; but he takes care to doubt only what tells against his hero , and swallows implicitly every thing else . On both accounts he is repeatedly ...
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... any thing fa- vourable of it , even by courtesy ; but I could not . I was quite sure that I had no faculty for the drama . He reflected upon this ; and I an answer . observed in an under - tone between 202 LORD BYRON .
... any thing fa- vourable of it , even by courtesy ; but I could not . I was quite sure that I had no faculty for the drama . He reflected upon this ; and I an answer . observed in an under - tone between 202 LORD BYRON .
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... sure of him whose word no man dared to doubt , who wished to retain any particle of his favour . Mr. Snelgrove , Lieutenant of l'Eclair , was at Leghorn , and of course a fre- quent attendant at Pisa at the time that Mr. Leigh Hunt was ...
... sure of him whose word no man dared to doubt , who wished to retain any particle of his favour . Mr. Snelgrove , Lieutenant of l'Eclair , was at Leghorn , and of course a fre- quent attendant at Pisa at the time that Mr. Leigh Hunt was ...
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... sure , he never hinted to me a syllable of any thing of the sort . He knew , if he did , that he should get at the truth , as far as I was concerned . But it is not impossible , that notwithstanding VOL . I. P . what he knew of me , his ...
... sure , he never hinted to me a syllable of any thing of the sort . He knew , if he did , that he should get at the truth , as far as I was concerned . But it is not impossible , that notwithstanding VOL . I. P . what he knew of me , his ...
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... sure whether he might not have put up at some lodging - house for a night or so . " With the Grand Duke , Lord Byron was intimate . " He never exchanged a word with him . He told me he had often been given to understand that his ...
... sure whether he might not have put up at some lodging - house for a night or so . " With the Grand Duke , Lord Byron was intimate . " He never exchanged a word with him . He told me he had often been given to understand that his ...
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acquaintance admired afterwards Albaro appeared Bard Baubo Bay of Spezia beauty believe body called compliment confess connexion contradiction critics DEAR HUNT delight Don Juan doubt England English eyes fancy Faust feel genius Genoa gentleman give Goethe good-humoured Greece Hazlitt heart honour hope intercourse Italian Italy Keats kind knew lady Lady Byron laugh least Leghorn Leigh Hunt Lerici less letters Liberal lived look Lord Byron Lord Holland Lordship Madame Guiccioli manner matter mean Meph mistake Moore moral nature never noble occasion opinion Parisina passage passion perhaps person Pisa pleasure poem poet poetical poetry politics pretended reader reason respect Rimini seemed sense Shelley Shelley's sincerity sort speak spirit spleen talk tell thing thou thought tion told took truth Via Reggio wish word write written young
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Página 435 - Ode to a Nightingale MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Página 436 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Página 446 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Página 437 - Darkling I listen ; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath...
Página 437 - Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — Do I wake or sleep?
Página 434 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Página 428 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device...
Página 340 - The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.
Página 364 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Página 419 - Knowing within myself (he says) the manner in which this Poem has been produced, it is not without a feeling of regret that I make it public.— What manner I mean, will be quite clear to the reader, who must soon perceive great inexperience, immaturity, and every error denoting a feverish attempt, rather than a deed accomplished.'— Preface, p.