The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, by Thomas Moore, Esq, Volume 17J. Murray, 1833 - Poets, English |
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... thou be'st Doubt , for which some take thee , But which I doubt extremely - thou sole prism Of the Truth's rays , spoil not my draught of spirit ! Heaven's brandy , though our brain can hardly bear it . III . For ever and anon comes ...
... thou be'st Doubt , for which some take thee , But which I doubt extremely - thou sole prism Of the Truth's rays , spoil not my draught of spirit ! Heaven's brandy , though our brain can hardly bear it . III . For ever and anon comes ...
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... Thou Morning Post , sole record of the panels Broken in carriages , and all the phantasies Of fashion , say what streams now fill those channels ? Some die , some fly , some languish on the Continent , Because the times have hardly left ...
... Thou Morning Post , sole record of the panels Broken in carriages , and all the phantasies Of fashion , say what streams now fill those channels ? Some die , some fly , some languish on the Continent , Because the times have hardly left ...
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... thou lay , which I will back Against the same given quantity of rhyme , For being as much the subject of attack As ever yet was any work sublime , By those who love to say that white is black . So much the better ! -I may stand alone ...
... thou lay , which I will back Against the same given quantity of rhyme , For being as much the subject of attack As ever yet was any work sublime , By those who love to say that white is black . So much the better ! -I may stand alone ...
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... Thou art in London - in that pleasant place Where every kind of mischief's daily brewing , Which can await warm youth in its wild race . " Tis true , that thy career is not a new one ; Thou art no novice in the headlong chase Of early ...
... Thou art in London - in that pleasant place Where every kind of mischief's daily brewing , Which can await warm youth in its wild race . " Tis true , that thy career is not a new one ; Thou art no novice in the headlong chase Of early ...
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... thou art the most difficult to rhyme at , Great Britain , which the Muse may penetrate . All countries have their “ Lions , ” but in thee There is but one superb menagerie . XXV . But I am sick of politics . Begin , " Paulo Majora ...
... thou art the most difficult to rhyme at , Great Britain , which the Muse may penetrate . All countries have their “ Lions , ” but in thee There is but one superb menagerie . XXV . But I am sick of politics . Begin , " Paulo Majora ...
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Page 171 - She gazed upon a world she scarcely knew As seeking not to know it ; silent, lone, As grows a flower, thus quietly she grew, And kept her heart serene within its zone. There was awe in the homage which she drew ; Her spirit seem'd as seated on a throne Apart from the surrounding world, and strong In its own strength — most strange in one so young!
Page 98 - Amidst the court a Gothic fountain play'd, Symmetrical, but deck'd with carvings quaint — Strange faces, like to men in masquerade, And here perhaps a monster, there a saint: The spring gush'd through grim mouths of granite made, And sparkled into basins, where it spent Its little torrent in a thousand bubbles, Like man's vain glory, and his vainer troubles.
Page 12 - I know that entertainments of this nature are apt to raise dark and dismal thoughts in timorous minds, and gloomy imaginations; but for my own part, though I am always serious, I do not know what it is to be melancholy...
Page 195 - I will not undertake to maintain, against the concurrent and unvaried testimony of all ages, and of all nations. There is no people, rude or learned, among whom apparitions of the dead are not related and believed. This opinion, which...
Page 3 - Some truths there are so near and obvious to the mind that a man need only open his eyes to see them. Such I take this important one to be, viz., that all the choir of heaven and furniture of the earth, in a word all those bodies which compose the mighty frame of the world, have not any subsistence without a mind...
Page 96 - But in a higher niche, alone, but crown'd, The Virgin -Mother of the God-born Child, With her Son in her blessed arms, look'd round, Spared by some chance when all beside was spoil'd : She made the earth below seem holy ground. This may be superstition, weak or wild, But even the faintest relics of a shrine Of any worship wake some thoughts divine.
Page 70 - I pretend to enumerate all he said on the subject ; but it may give you pleasure to hear that it was conveyed in language which would only suffer by my attempting to transcribe it, and with a tone and taste which gave me a very high idea of his abilities and accomplishments, which I had hitherto considered as confined to manners, certainly superior to those of any living gentleman, " This interview was accidental.
Page 35 - But how shall I relate, in other cantos, Of what befell our hero, in the land Which 'tis the common cry and lie to vaunt, as A moral country...
Page 24 - Has taken for a swan rogue Southey's gander. John Keats, who was kill'd off by one critique, Just as he really promised something great, If not intelligible, without Greek Contrived to talk about the gods of late Much as they might have been supposed to speak. Poor fellow ! His was an untoward fate ; 'Tis strange the mind, that very fiery particle, Should let itself be snuff'd out by an article.
Page 54 - But now I'm going to be immoral ; now I mean to show things really as they are, Not as they. ought to be : for I avow, That till we see what's what in fact, we're far From much improvement with that virtuous plough Which skims the surface, leaving scarce a scar Upon the black loam long manured by Vice, Only to keep its corn at the old price.