The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals and His Life, Volume 16John Murray, 1847 |
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... arms , and heart in heart , Why did they not then die ? —they had lived too long Should an hour come to bid them breathe apart ; Years could but bring them cruel things or wrong ; The world was not for them , nor the world's art For ...
... arms , and heart in heart , Why did they not then die ? —they had lived too long Should an hour come to bid them breathe apart ; Years could but bring them cruel things or wrong ; The world was not for them , nor the world's art For ...
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... Arm'd all in proof , ' & c . & c . - I do not like this dream , I hate its ' foregone conclusion . ' And am I to be shaken by shadows ? Ay , when they remind me of → no matter — but , if I dream thus again , I will try whether all ...
... Arm'd all in proof , ' & c . & c . - I do not like this dream , I hate its ' foregone conclusion . ' And am I to be shaken by shadows ? Ay , when they remind me of → no matter — but , if I dream thus again , I will try whether all ...
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... arms , at least , he stood , in act to spring On the first foe whom Lambro's call might bring . XL . " Young man , your sword ; " so Lambro once more said : Juan replied , " Not while this arm is free . " The old man's cheek grew pale ...
... arms , at least , he stood , in act to spring On the first foe whom Lambro's call might bring . XL . " Young man , your sword ; " so Lambro once more said : Juan replied , " Not while this arm is free . " The old man's cheek grew pale ...
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... ears and hands . — - GALT . ] ( 2 ) [ MS . — “ And if I did my duty as thou hast , This hour were thine , and thy young minion's last . " ] And rushing in disorderly , though led , And arm'd C 4 CANTO IV . 23 DON JUAN .
... ears and hands . — - GALT . ] ( 2 ) [ MS . — “ And if I did my duty as thou hast , This hour were thine , and thy young minion's last . " ] And rushing in disorderly , though led , And arm'd C 4 CANTO IV . 23 DON JUAN .
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... arm'd from boot to turban , one and all , Some twenty of his train came , rank on rank ; He gave the word , " Arrest or ... arms were like a serpent's coil : then flew ( ' ) Upon their prey , as darts an angry asp , The file of pirates ...
... arm'd from boot to turban , one and all , Some twenty of his train came , rank on rank ; He gave the word , " Arrest or ... arms were like a serpent's coil : then flew ( ' ) Upon their prey , as darts an angry asp , The file of pirates ...
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Page 45 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 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.
Page 135 - 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...
Page 6 - And if I laugh at any mortal thing, Tis that I may not weep...
Page 122 - 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.
Page 16 - I am no way facetious, nor disposed for the mirth and galliardize of company; yet in one dream I can compose a whole comedy, behold the action, apprehend the jests, and laugh myself awake at the conceits thereof. Were my memory as faithful as my reason is then fruitful, I would never study but in my dreams; and this time also would I choose for my devotions...
Page 177 - 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.
Page 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...
Page 225 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Page 21 - It has a strange quick jar upon the ear, That cocking of a pistol, when you know A moment more will bring the sight to bear Upon your person, twelve yards off, or so ; A gentlemanly distance, not too near, If you have got a former friend for foe ; But after being fired at once or twice, The ear becomes more Irish, and less nice.