The Works of George Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Τόμος 16 |
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Σελίδα 6
... infinity of wishes lead but to disappointment . ” . B. Diary , 1821. ] ( 2 ) 66 my May of life Is fall'n into the sere , the yellow leaf . ” — Macbeth . ] 7 Our hearts first in the depths of Lethe's spring , 6 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
... infinity of wishes lead but to disappointment . ” . B. Diary , 1821. ] ( 2 ) 66 my May of life Is fall'n into the sere , the yellow leaf . ” — Macbeth . ] 7 Our hearts first in the depths of Lethe's spring , 6 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
Σελίδα 7
... hearts first in the depths of Lethe's spring , Ere what we least wish to behold will sleep : Thetis baptized her mortal son in Styx ; ( 1 ) A mortal mother would on Lethe fix . ( 2 ) V. Some have accused me of a strange design Against ...
... hearts first in the depths of Lethe's spring , Ere what we least wish to behold will sleep : Thetis baptized her mortal son in Styx ; ( 1 ) A mortal mother would on Lethe fix . ( 2 ) V. Some have accused me of a strange design Against ...
Σελίδα 8
... hearts ' most sweet society ; Even Time the pitiless in sorrow cleft With his rude scythe such gentle bosoms ; he Sigh'd to behold them of their hours bereft Though foe to love ; and yet they could not be Meant to grow old , but die in ...
... hearts ' most sweet society ; Even Time the pitiless in sorrow cleft With his rude scythe such gentle bosoms ; he Sigh'd to behold them of their hours bereft Though foe to love ; and yet they could not be Meant to grow old , but die in ...
Σελίδα 9
... hearts to fail ; The blank grey was not made to blast their hair , But like the climes that know nor snow nor hail ... heart - which may be broken : happy they ! Thrice fortunate ! who of that fragile mould , The precious porcelain of ...
... hearts to fail ; The blank grey was not made to blast their hair , But like the climes that know nor snow nor hail ... heart - which may be broken : happy they ! Thrice fortunate ! who of that fragile mould , The precious porcelain of ...
Σελίδα 12
... hearts bleeding , For Haidée's knowledge was by no means great , And Juan was a boy of saintly breeding ; So that there was no reason for their loves More than for those of nightingales or doves . XX . They gazed upon the sunset ; ' t ...
... hearts bleeding , For Haidée's knowledge was by no means great , And Juan was a boy of saintly breeding ; So that there was no reason for their loves More than for those of nightingales or doves . XX . They gazed upon the sunset ; ' t ...
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The Works Of George Byron: With His Letters And Journals, And His Life;, Τόμος 4 Baron George Gordon Byron Byron Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2019 |
The Works Of George Byron: With His Letters And Journals, And His Life;, Τόμος 4 Baron George Gordon Byron Byron Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2019 |
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Ali Pacha antè arms Auld Lang Syne Baba bastion batteries beauty blood Bosphorus brave breath brow call'd CANTO Catherine Christian Circassian clime Cossacques death Don Juan doubt dream Duc de Richelieu Dudù e'er earth empress eyes face fair fame favourite feelings gazed Giaours glory Gulbeyaz head heart heaven hero Hist houris human human clay Ibid Ismail Juan's Juanna kind kings knew ladies least less look look'd Lord Byron maid mind moral Muse ne'er never Nouvelle Russie o'er once pass'd passion pause perhaps poet Prince Prince de Ligne rhyme Russian scarce seem'd Seraskier show'd sleep slight soul stopp'd strange Suwarrow sweet tears things thou thought thousand toises Turcs Turks turn'd Twas unto Voltaire wish'd women young youth
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Σελίδα 137 - Not where he eats, but where he is eaten : a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet : we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots...
Σελίδα 333 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head- and there is London Town!
Σελίδα 124 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Σελίδα 6 - Leaf,' and Imagination droops her pinion, And the sad truth which hovers o'er my desk Turns what was once romantic to burlesque. And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep...
Σελίδα 34 - Thus lived — thus died she ; never more on her Shall sorrow light, or shame. She was not made Through years or moons the inner weight to bear, Which colder hearts endure till they are laid By age in earth : her days and pleasures were Brief, but delightful — such as had not staid Long with her destiny ; but she sleeps well By the sea-shore, whereon she loved to dwell.
Σελίδα 16 - We are somewhat more than ourselves in our sleeps ; and the slumber of the body seems to be but the waking of the soul. It is the ligation of sense, but the liberty of reason ; and our waking conceptions do not match the fancies of our sleeps.
Σελίδα 179 - I do not know what I may appear to the world ; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Σελίδα 331 - On ! on ! through meadows, managed like a garden, A paradise of hops and high production ; For, after years of travel by a bard in Countries of greater heat, but lesser suction, A green field is a sight which makes him pardon The absence of that more sublime construction, Which mixes up vines — olives — precipices — Glaciers — volcanoes — oranges and ices.
Σελίδα 69 - Seen him I have, but in his happier hour Of social pleasure, ill exchanged for power ; Seen him, uneumber'd with the venal tribe, Smile without art, and win without a bribe.
Σελίδα 6 - In health, in sickness, thus the suppliant prays; Hides from himself his state, and shuns to know, That life protracted is protracted woe. Time hovers o'er, impatient to destroy, And shuts up all the passages of joy: In vain their gifts the bounteous seasons pour, The fruit autumnal, and the vernal...