The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Reprinted from the Last London Edition, Containing Besides the Notes and Illustrations by Moore [et Al.] Considerable Additions and Original Notes, with a Most Complete IndexA. and W. Galignani, 1841 - 935 sider |
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Side xiii
... Greek cast of face and figure . She died about a year or two afterwards , in consequence of a fall , which injured her spine , and induced consump- tion . " In 1803 , he was doomed to another affec- tion , more deeply seated than the ...
... Greek cast of face and figure . She died about a year or two afterwards , in consequence of a fall , which injured her spine , and induced consump- tion . " In 1803 , he was doomed to another affec- tion , more deeply seated than the ...
Side xxix
... Greeks , Germans , or English , who showed the least inclination to obey . While Colonel Stanhope and Mr. Trelawny were leaguing with the Greek chief Ulysses , the Greeks , even in the Greek town in which he was , fighting amongst ...
... Greeks , Germans , or English , who showed the least inclination to obey . While Colonel Stanhope and Mr. Trelawny were leaguing with the Greek chief Ulysses , the Greeks , even in the Greek town in which he was , fighting amongst ...
Side xxxii
... Greek cause , no man ever seems to have made such sacrifices with a better or more generous spirit ; and though he might expect , and expect fairly , that , if the Greeks obtained re- sources of their own , they would repay him — not ...
... Greek cause , no man ever seems to have made such sacrifices with a better or more generous spirit ; and though he might expect , and expect fairly , that , if the Greeks obtained re- sources of their own , they would repay him — not ...
Side 11
... Greek Metres displays consider- able talent and ingenuity , but , as might be expected in so difficult a work , is not remarkable for accuracy . ( 2 ) The Latin of the schools is of the canine species , and not very intelligible . ( 3 ) ...
... Greek Metres displays consider- able talent and ingenuity , but , as might be expected in so difficult a work , is not remarkable for accuracy . ( 2 ) The Latin of the schools is of the canine species , and not very intelligible . ( 3 ) ...
Side 22
... Greek professor at Trinity College , Cam- bridge ; a man whose powers of mind and writings may , perhaps , justify their preference . [ Lord Byron , in a letter written in 1818 , says : " I re- member to have seen Porson at Cambridge ...
... Greek professor at Trinity College , Cam- bridge ; a man whose powers of mind and writings may , perhaps , justify their preference . [ Lord Byron , in a letter written in 1818 , says : " I re- member to have seen Porson at Cambridge ...
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Side 148 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee and arbiter of war,— These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.
Side 148 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of eternity — the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread fathomless alone.
Side 116 - Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.
Side 148 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Side 149 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Side 261 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord...
Side 261 - And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.
Side 122 - He is an evening reveller, who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill ; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes, Starts into voice a moment, then is still. There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently t^ir tears of love instil, Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
Side 148 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin - his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own. When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown.
Side 127 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me ; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, — Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles,— nor cried aloud In worship of an echo ; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such ; I stood Among them, but not of them ; in a shroud Of thoughts which were not their thoughts, and still could, Had I not filed my mind, which thus itself subdued.