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... wrote till two or three in the morning , occasionally drink- ing spirits diluted with water as a medicine , from a dread of a nephritic complaint , to which he was , or fancied himself , subject . 20 CONVERSATIONS OF.
... wrote till two or three in the morning , occasionally drink- ing spirits diluted with water as a medicine , from a dread of a nephritic complaint , to which he was , or fancied himself , subject . 20 CONVERSATIONS OF.
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... wrote to 66 Lady Byron , proposing to send them for " her inspection , in order that any mistate- " ments or inaccuracy ( if any such existed , " which I was not aware of , ) might be pointed out and corrected . In her answer " she ...
... wrote to 66 Lady Byron , proposing to send them for " her inspection , in order that any mistate- " ments or inaccuracy ( if any such existed , " which I was not aware of , ) might be pointed out and corrected . In her answer " she ...
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... wrote me on the road : : you will " think it began ridiculously enough , — * Dear " Duck ! ' * 66 Imagine my astonishment to receive , * Shelley , who knew this story , used to say these two words would look odd in an Italian ...
... wrote me on the road : : you will " think it began ridiculously enough , — * Dear " Duck ! ' * 66 Imagine my astonishment to receive , * Shelley , who knew this story , used to say these two words would look odd in an Italian ...
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... wrote pages on pages about my cha- " racter , but it was as unlike as possible . " Lady Byron had good ideas , but could " never express them ; wrote poetry too , but " it was only good by accident . Her letters were always enigmatical ...
... wrote pages on pages about my cha- " racter , but it was as unlike as possible . " Lady Byron had good ideas , but could " never express them ; wrote poetry too , but " it was only good by accident . Her letters were always enigmatical ...
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... wrote for ; I have the He seemed born for his own ruin , " and that of the other sex . He began by " note . 66 seducing Lady Carmarthen , and spent for " her 40007. a - year ; and not content with " one adventure of this kind ...
... wrote for ; I have the He seemed born for his own ruin , " and that of the other sex . He began by " note . 66 seducing Lady Carmarthen , and spent for " her 40007. a - year ; and not content with " one adventure of this kind ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
66 Lady 66 Murray 66 perhaps acquaintance actor afterwards Bards beauty believe Cain called Canto Childe Harold Coleridge Countess Countess Guiccioli dæmons Dante death delighted dinner Don Juan Douglas Kinnaird drama Duchess of Malfy England English epic exile eyes feelings fond friends gave give Guiccioli Harrow heard heart supernatural Heaven Hobhouse hour idea Italian knew Lady Byron least letter lines look Lord Byron lost Lucca Lucifer Madame de Staël Marino Faliero married Memoirs ment Milton Moore mother never once opinion Othello palace passion Pisa play poem poet poetry quarrel Ravenna remember replied Lord Byron Reviewers ride seems sent Sgricci Shakspeare Shelley shew Siege of Corinth Southey Southey's speak spirits Stanza story suppose talk tell thee thing thou thought tion told took translation Ugo Foscolo Venice wish women writing wrote
Passagens conhecidas
Página 146 - 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...
Página 157 - 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! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Página 118 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played.
Página 251 - 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.
Página 156 - By the struggling moonbeam's 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. Few and short were the prayers we said, And -we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Página 158 - We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Página 116 - 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.
Página 79 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think...