Lord Byron and Some of His Contemporaries: With Recollections of the Author's Life, and of His Visit to Italy, Том 1H. Colburn, 1828 - 494 стор. |
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Сторінка viii
... common na- ture , to have given him all the delight of flattery without the insincerity of it , had it been possible . But nobody , who has not tried it , knows how hard it is to wish to love a man , and to find the enthusiasm of this ...
... common na- ture , to have given him all the delight of flattery without the insincerity of it , had it been possible . But nobody , who has not tried it , knows how hard it is to wish to love a man , and to find the enthusiasm of this ...
Сторінка ix
... common infirmities , -that I cannot without regret think of the picture I have drawn of the infirmities of Lord Byron , common or uncommon , nor omit to set down this con- * " In the " Plain Speaker , " vol . ii . p . 418 . fession of ...
... common infirmities , -that I cannot without regret think of the picture I have drawn of the infirmities of Lord Byron , common or uncommon , nor omit to set down this con- * " In the " Plain Speaker , " vol . ii . p . 418 . fession of ...
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... common in Italy , where few houses are in possession of one family . It has been said that Lord Byron portioned off a part of his own dwelling , handsomely fitted it up for us , and heaped on us in this , as in other matters , a variety ...
... common in Italy , where few houses are in possession of one family . It has been said that Lord Byron portioned off a part of his own dwelling , handsomely fitted it up for us , and heaped on us in this , as in other matters , a variety ...
Сторінка 43
... them , -the most common - place be- lievers in a poet's attractions will begin to sus- pect , that it is possible for his books to be the best part of him . From the dilemma into which I thus found myself thrown LORD BYRON . 43.
... them , -the most common - place be- lievers in a poet's attractions will begin to sus- pect , that it is possible for his books to be the best part of him . From the dilemma into which I thus found myself thrown LORD BYRON . 43.
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... common with others of his rank , and of which it was not to be expected he should get rid . Men do not easily give up any advantages they possess , real or imagi- nary ; and they have a good deal to say in their favour , -I mean , as ...
... common with others of his rank , and of which it was not to be expected he should get rid . Men do not easily give up any advantages they possess , real or imagi- nary ; and they have a good deal to say in their favour , -I mean , as ...
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Сторінка 429 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd, With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon, Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez, and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 428 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device...
Сторінка 364 - The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's. I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown ; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown : I sit upon the sands alone, The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet ! did any heart now share in my emotion. III. Alas ! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 434 - Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone...
Сторінка 435 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 437 - Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! J Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf.