The Life, Writings, Opinions, and Times of the Right Hon. George Gordon Noel Byron, Lord Byron: Including ... Anecdotes, and Memoirs of the Lives of the Most Eminent and Eccentric, Public and Noble Characters and Courtiers of the ... Age and Court of His Majesty King George the Fourth. In the Course of the Biography is Also Separately Given, Copious Recollections of the Lately Destroyed Ms. Originally Intended for Posthumous Publication, and Entitled: Memoirs of My Own Life and Times, Volume 1M. Iley, 1825 - 431 pages |
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... passions are , of them- selves , but too apt to run away with the judgment ; -so situated , how few heads are steady enough to keep the seat , and to bring the courser under subjection of the rein ! -Lord Byron erred , because he was ...
... passions are , of them- selves , but too apt to run away with the judgment ; -so situated , how few heads are steady enough to keep the seat , and to bring the courser under subjection of the rein ! -Lord Byron erred , because he was ...
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... passion . - He quits England on his Voyages and Travels .... CHAPTER IV . 1 34 49 Leaves London for Falmouth . - Crosses to Lisbon . - Journey through Spain to the Mediterranean ; thence to the Ionian Islands and Coast of Albania ...
... passion . - He quits England on his Voyages and Travels .... CHAPTER IV . 1 34 49 Leaves London for Falmouth . - Crosses to Lisbon . - Journey through Spain to the Mediterranean ; thence to the Ionian Islands and Coast of Albania ...
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... passions ally it to the brutes that perish ! Mr. Byron says , speaking of the amazing quan- tity which he and his companions ate , " It is amazing that our eating to that excess we had done , from the time we first got among these kind ...
... passions ally it to the brutes that perish ! Mr. Byron says , speaking of the amazing quan- tity which he and his companions ate , " It is amazing that our eating to that excess we had done , from the time we first got among these kind ...
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... passion.- He quits England on his Voyages and Travels . LORD BYRON now took up his residence at the seat of his paternal ancestors , * Newstead - Abbey , whose romantic views were at once calculated to remind him of the scenes of his ...
... passion.- He quits England on his Voyages and Travels . LORD BYRON now took up his residence at the seat of his paternal ancestors , * Newstead - Abbey , whose romantic views were at once calculated to remind him of the scenes of his ...
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... passions and his genius . Pleasure allured him on the one hand , and a glowing desire for fame pulled a different way . It was the natural consequence of the state in which he found himself placed . Succeeding to unexpected honours and ...
... passions and his genius . Pleasure allured him on the one hand , and a glowing desire for fame pulled a different way . It was the natural consequence of the state in which he found himself placed . Succeeding to unexpected honours and ...
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Page 83 - To live within himself; she was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts, Which terminated all: upon a tone, A touch of hers, his blood would ebb and flow, And his cheek change tempestuously— his heart Unknowing of its cause of agony.
Page 60 - Near this spot Are deposited the Remains Of one Who Possessed Beauty Without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, And all the Virtues of Man Without his Vices. This Praise, which would be unmeaning flattery If inscribed over Human Ashes, Is but a just tribute to the Memory of "Boatswain," a Dog Who was born at Newfoundland, May, 1803, And died at Newstead Abbey Nov. 18, 1808.
Page 264 - Should her lineaments resemble Those thou never more may'st see, Then thy heart will softly tremble With a pulse yet true to me. All my faults perchance thou knowest, All my madness none can know ; All my hopes, where'er thou goest, Wither, yet with thee they go. Every feeling hath been shaken ; Pride, which not a world could bow. Bows to thee — by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now...
Page 169 - What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
Page 355 - As eager to anticipate their grave; And the sea yawn'd around her like a hell. And down she suck'd with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die.
Page 264 - Pride — which not a world could bow — Bows to thee — by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now. But 'tis done — all words are idle — Words from me are vainer still ; But the thoughts we cannot bridle Force their way without the will. Fare thee well ! — thus disunited — Torn from every nearer tie — Seared in heart — and lone — and blighted — More than this, I scarce can die. A SKETCH FROM PRIVATE LIFE. "Honest — Honest lago ! If that thou be'st a devil, I cannot kill thee."...
Page 304 - Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Page 82 - Not by the sport of nature, but of man : These two, a maiden and a youth, were there Gazing — the one on all that was beneath Fair as herself — but the boy gazed on her ; And both were young, and one was beautiful : And both were young — yet not alike in youth. As the sweet moon on the horizon's verge, The maid was on the eve of womanhood ; The boy had fewer summers, but his heart Had far outgrown his years, and to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him...
Page 61 - But the poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still his master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone...
Page 312 - Ye toppling crags of ice! Ye avalanches, whom a breath draws down In mountainous o'erwhelming, come and crush me!