Journal of the Conversations of Lord Byron: Noted During a Residence with His Lordship at Pisa, in the Years 1821 and 1822 ..., Volume 2Henry Colburn, 1824 - 346 pages |
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... replied , damnably ! ' I was afterwards sorry , and reproached myself for the expression : but it escaped me unconsciously - involuntarily ; I hardly knew what I said . " I heard afterwards that Mrs. Charlment had been the means of ...
... replied , damnably ! ' I was afterwards sorry , and reproached myself for the expression : but it escaped me unconsciously - involuntarily ; I hardly knew what I said . " I heard afterwards that Mrs. Charlment had been the means of ...
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... replied he , " wrote on Christian subjects , it is true ; but how did they treat them ? The ' Jerusalem Delivered ' deals little in Christian doctrines , and the ' Paradise Lost ' makes use of the heathen my- thology , which is surely ...
... replied he , " wrote on Christian subjects , it is true ; but how did they treat them ? The ' Jerusalem Delivered ' deals little in Christian doctrines , and the ' Paradise Lost ' makes use of the heathen my- thology , which is surely ...
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... replied he , shaking me by T- the hand . " You should have been here earlier . 66 66 66 has been here with a most portentous and obstetrical countenance , and it seems he has been bringing forth an ode - a birthday ode - not on Ada ...
... replied he , shaking me by T- the hand . " You should have been here earlier . 66 66 66 has been here with a most portentous and obstetrical countenance , and it seems he has been bringing forth an ode - a birthday ode - not on Ada ...
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... replied Lord Byron : " Campbell would have claimed it , if it had been his . " I afterwards had reason to think that the ode was Lord Byron's ; * that he was piqued at none of his own being mentioned ; and , after he had praised the ...
... replied Lord Byron : " Campbell would have claimed it , if it had been his . " I afterwards had reason to think that the ode was Lord Byron's ; * that he was piqued at none of his own being mentioned ; and , after he had praised the ...
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... replied , " Three miles and a half , my Lord . " ( Of course he did not diminish the distance . ) 66 The real width of the Hellespont , " resumed Lord Byron , " is not much above a mile ; but the current is prodigiously 66 66 “ strong ...
... replied , " Three miles and a half , my Lord . " ( Of course he did not diminish the distance . ) 66 The real width of the Hellespont , " resumed Lord Byron , " is not much above a mile ; but the current is prodigiously 66 66 “ strong ...
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Page 105 - He, who grown aged in this world of woe, In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life, So that no wonder waits him ; nor below Can love, or sorrow, fame, ambition, strife...
Page 112 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Page 113 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow!
Page 208 - Ward has no heart, they say ; but I deny it;— He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it.
Page 113 - ... misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 173 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Page 113 - But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Page 256 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
Page 300 - 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.
Page 31 - Sweet hour of twilight ! — in the solitude Of the pine forest, and the silent shore Which bounds Ravenna's immemorial wood...