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... look rather to the effusions of his imagination , than to those which are supposed to flow more immediately from the heart , for the true image of his char- acter . It is not so with common men - it is not so even with those who ...
... look rather to the effusions of his imagination , than to those which are supposed to flow more immediately from the heart , for the true image of his char- acter . It is not so with common men - it is not so even with those who ...
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... in part . " Oh what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of that lip . ” — Shakspeare . VOL . VII .--- NO . 13 . 3 This last allusion leads us to remark upon that distinction 1831. ] 17 Byron's Literary Opinions .
... in part . " Oh what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of that lip . ” — Shakspeare . VOL . VII .--- NO . 13 . 3 This last allusion leads us to remark upon that distinction 1831. ] 17 Byron's Literary Opinions .
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... looks upon is beauty , to feel it even , but just enough to make him conscious of the curse that is upon his soul , the blight that has seared his heart , and deadened and destroyed all its capacities of enjoy- ment . « ******** My ...
... looks upon is beauty , to feel it even , but just enough to make him conscious of the curse that is upon his soul , the blight that has seared his heart , and deadened and destroyed all its capacities of enjoy- ment . « ******** My ...
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... look on me in my sleep , Or watch my watchings — come and sit by me ! My solitude is solitude no more , But peopled with the furies ; -I have gnash'd My teeth in darkness till returning morn , Then cursed myself till sunset ; -I have ...
... look on me in my sleep , Or watch my watchings — come and sit by me ! My solitude is solitude no more , But peopled with the furies ; -I have gnash'd My teeth in darkness till returning morn , Then cursed myself till sunset ; -I have ...
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... looks attentively into the hidden sense , the picture of remorse thus presented , as it were , by types and sensible images , is equally remarkable for scenic effect and profound philosophi- cal analysis . But Byron in Manfred derives ...
... looks attentively into the hidden sense , the picture of remorse thus presented , as it were , by types and sensible images , is equally remarkable for scenic effect and profound philosophi- cal analysis . But Byron in Manfred derives ...
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Side 290 - Holds such an enmity with blood of man, That, swift as quicksilver, it courses through The natural gates and alleys of the body ; And, with a sudden vigour, it doth posset And curd, like eager droppings into milk, The thin and wholesome blood...
Side 66 - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
Side 17 - Or view the Lord of the unerring bow, The God of life, and poesy, and light — The Sun in human limbs arrayed, and brow All radiant from his triumph in the fight ; The shaft hath just been shot — the arrow bright With an immortal's vengeance ; in his eye And nostril beautiful disdain, and might, And majesty, flash their full lightnings by, Developing in that one glance the Deity.
Side 283 - Mammon led them on, Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell From Heaven; for even in Heaven his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent, admiring more The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold, Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed In vision beatific.
Side 365 - By quick instinctive motion, up I sprung, As thitherward endeavouring, and upright Stood on my feet: about me round I saw Hill, dale, and shady woods, and sunny plains, And liquid lapse of murmuring streams; by these Creatures that lived and moved, and walked or flew; Birds on the branches warbling; ~a.ll things smiled; With fragrance and with joy my heart o'erflowed.
Side 121 - LANZI'S History of Painting in Italy, from the Period of the Revival of the Fine Arts to the End of the Eighteenth Century. Translated by Thomas Roscoe. 3 vols. y. 6rf. each. LAPPENBERG'S History of England under the AngloSaxon Kings. Translated by B. Thorpe, FSA New edition, revised by EC Otte.
Side 75 - I was witness of, the King sitting and toying with his concubines, Portsmouth, Cleveland, and Mazarine, &c., a French boy singing love-songs,* in that glorious gallery, whilst about twenty of the great courtiers and other dissolute persons were at Basset round a large table, a bank of at least 2000 in gold before them ; upon which two gentlemen who were with me made reflections with astonishment. Six days after was all in the dust...
Side 37 - I have wander'd o'er the earth, And never found thy likeness — Speak to me ! Look on the fiends around — they feel for me: I fear them not, and feel for thee alone. Speak to me ! though it be in wrath ; — but say— I reck not what — but let me hear thee once — This once — once more ! PHANTOM OF ASTARTE.
Side 31 - It is not noon — the sunbow's rays ' still arch The torrent with the many hues of heaven, And roll the sheeted silver's waving column O'er the crag's headlong perpendicular, And fling its lines of foaming light along, And to and fro, like the pale courser's tail, The Giant steed, to be bestrode by Death, As told in the Apocalypse.
Side 37 - This punishment for both — that thou wilt be One of the blessed — and that I shall die ; For hitherto all hateful things conspire To bind me in existence — in a life Which makes me shrink from immortality — A future like the past. I cannot rest. I know not what I ask, nor what I seek : I feel but what thou art — and what I am ; And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music...