The Works of Lord Byron, Teil 12Carey, 1843 |
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... better than I state : Since I've grown moral , still I must accuse you all Of being apt to talk at a great rate ; And now there was a general sensation Amongst you , about Leila's education . XXIX . In one point only were you settled ...
... better than I state : Since I've grown moral , still I must accuse you all Of being apt to talk at a great rate ; And now there was a general sensation Amongst you , about Leila's education . XXIX . In one point only were you settled ...
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... plan had hatch'd , As I'll tell Aurea at to - morrow's rout : And after all poor Frederick may do better - Pray did you see her answer to his letter ? " 390 CANTO XII . XXXVI . Smart uniforms and sparkling CANTO XII . 389 DON JUAN .
... plan had hatch'd , As I'll tell Aurea at to - morrow's rout : And after all poor Frederick may do better - Pray did you see her answer to his letter ? " 390 CANTO XII . XXXVI . Smart uniforms and sparkling CANTO XII . 389 DON JUAN .
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... better knowing why they should be so , I think you'll find from many a family picture , That daughters of such mothers as may know The world by experience rather than by lecture , Turn out much better for the Smithfield Show Of vestals ...
... better knowing why they should be so , I think you'll find from many a family picture , That daughters of such mothers as may know The world by experience rather than by lecture , Turn out much better for the Smithfield Show Of vestals ...
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... Rodomont Precisian ; Who did not hate so much the sin as sinner ; And Lord Augustus Fitz - Plantagenet , Good at all things , but better at a bet . LXXXVIII . There was Jack Jargon , the gigantic guardsman 426 CANTO XIII . DON JUAN .
... Rodomont Precisian ; Who did not hate so much the sin as sinner ; And Lord Augustus Fitz - Plantagenet , Good at all things , but better at a bet . LXXXVIII . There was Jack Jargon , the gigantic guardsman 426 CANTO XIII . DON JUAN .
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... better than a humdrum tête - à - tête . The days of Comedy are gone , alas ! When Congreve's fool could vie with Molière's bête : Society is smooth'd to that excess , That manners hardly differ more than dress . XCV . Our ridicules are ...
... better than a humdrum tête - à - tête . The days of Comedy are gone , alas ! When Congreve's fool could vie with Molière's bête : Society is smooth'd to that excess , That manners hardly differ more than dress . XCV . Our ridicules are ...
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acquaintance ain't appeared Attie Faunce Aurora believe better call'd CANTO Carlton character Chartist corn-laws daughter Davie dear DON JUAN doubt duty Ewins eyes father favour feel fellow Flusher fortune gentleman give Gorget guess Haman hand happy hath hear heard heart heerd honour hope Indolence Issachar kind knew labour Lady Adeline lawyer least less London look Lord Henry Lord Pentland Lord Windermere Lumley marriage Mary Beaton matter means member of Parliament mind Miss Beaton never nigger Norman notion o'er once opinion Osborne perhaps Poins political poor pretty railway railway mania regard replied Richard Beaton Scotland scrip seem'd seen Shearaway Sinclair slight smile soul speak speculation Speedwell Squire supple-jack suppose sure talk tarnation tell there's thing thou thought tion true truth whole wish young
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Seite 309 - Not to covet nor desire other men's goods, but to learn and labour truly to get mine own living, and to do my duty in that state of life, unto the which it shall please God to call me.
Seite 421 - ... winged from one point of heaven, There moans a strange unearthly sound, which then Is musical— a dying accent driven Through the huge arch, which soars and sinks again. Some deem it but the distant echo given Back to the night wind by the waterfall, And...
Seite 420 - Within a niche, nigh to its pinnacle, Twelve saints had once stood sanctified in stone; But these had fallen, not when the friars fell, But in the war which struck Charles from his throne, When each house was a fortalice — as tell The annals of full many a line undone, — The gallant cavaliers, who fought in vain For those who knew not to resign or reign.
Seite 413 - Shall I go on ? — No ! I hate to hunt down a tired metaphor, So let the often-used volcano go. Poor thing ! How frequently, by me and others, It hath been stirr'd up till its smoke quite smothers ! XXXVII.
Seite 500 - tis held as faith, to their bed of death He comes— but not to grieve. When an heir is born he is heard to mourn, And when aught is to befall That ancient line, in the pale moonshine He walks, from hall to hall.
Seite 474 - She gazed upon a world she scarcely knew As seeking not to know it; silent, lone, As grows a flower, thus quietly she grew, And kept her heart serene within its zone.
Seite 447 - I told you so," Utter'd by friends, those prophets of the past, Who, 'stead of saying what you now should do, Own they foresaw that you would fall at last, And solace your slight lapse 'gainst " botios mores," With a long memorandum of old stories.
Seite 418 - An old, old monastery once, and now Still older mansion, — of a rich and rare Mix'd Gothic, such as artists all allow Few specimens yet left us can compare Withal : it lies perhaps a little low, Because the monks preferr'da hill behind, To "shelter their devotion from the wind.
Seite 421 - Amidst the court a Gothic fountain play'd, Symmetrical, but deck'd with carvings quaint — Strange faces, like to men in masquerade, And here perhaps a monster, there a saint : The spring gush'd through grim mouths of granite made, And sparkled into basins, where it spent Its little torrent in a thousand bubbles, Like man's vain glory, and his vainer troubles.
Seite 420 - The Virgin Mother of the God-born Child, With her Son in her blessed arms, look'd round, Spared by some chance when all beside was spoil'd ; She made the earth below seem holy ground.