Famous Men of Modern Times, Том 1Bradbury, Soden & Company, 1844 - Всего страниц: 315 |
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... wrote some lines , which he drew from his pocket , and showed to her . As they are the first of his attempts at poetical com- position , we give them to the reader : Loud o'er my head what awful thunders roll , And vivid lightnings ...
... wrote some lines , which he drew from his pocket , and showed to her . As they are the first of his attempts at poetical com- position , we give them to the reader : Loud o'er my head what awful thunders roll , And vivid lightnings ...
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... wrote is for all after time a more powerful instrument of thought . He has elevated the standard of human intellect , and improved the civilization of the world . He has been one of the great benefactors of his race . If he possessed ...
... wrote is for all after time a more powerful instrument of thought . He has elevated the standard of human intellect , and improved the civilization of the world . He has been one of the great benefactors of his race . If he possessed ...
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... constituted one of the rooted sorrows of his life . The depth of his feelings may be inferred from the following lines , which he wrote in reference to this period : STANZAS TO ON LEAVING ENGLAND . ' Tis done , 54 BYRON .
... constituted one of the rooted sorrows of his life . The depth of his feelings may be inferred from the following lines , which he wrote in reference to this period : STANZAS TO ON LEAVING ENGLAND . ' Tis done , 54 BYRON .
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... wrote subsequent to this event , is tinged with the atmosphere of the countries he visited , and bears more or less upon the narra- tives he gathered in " the clime of the East , " - in " the land of the sun ! " Soon after his return ...
... wrote subsequent to this event , is tinged with the atmosphere of the countries he visited , and bears more or less upon the narra- tives he gathered in " the clime of the East , " - in " the land of the sun ! " Soon after his return ...
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... . At a subsequent period of his life , and while in Italy , Byron wrote a rhyming list of his acquaintances in London , at this time - abusing nearly all in the most shocking terms . A single couplet , harsh and with- 64 BYRON .
... . At a subsequent period of his life , and while in Italy , Byron wrote a rhyming list of his acquaintances in London , at this time - abusing nearly all in the most shocking terms . A single couplet , harsh and with- 64 BYRON .
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Стр. 69 - Ah! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Стр. 205 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it or blame it too much ; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind...
Стр. 70 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Стр. 266 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Стр. 270 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Стр. 187 - Unskilful he to note the card Of prudent lore, Till billows rage, and gales blow hard, And whelm him o'er! Such fate to suffering Worth is...
Стр. 73 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
Стр. 69 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Стр. 72 - Clear, placid Leman! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
Стр. 185 - O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly : And mouldering now in silent dust That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland Mary.