Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Band 16John Murray, 1833 |
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... worse ; and Fielding no better . No girl will ever be seduced by reading Don Juan : -No , no ; she will go to Little's Poems , and Rousseau's Romans XCIX . As boys love rows , my boyhood liked CANTO IV . 45 DON JUAN .
... worse ; and Fielding no better . No girl will ever be seduced by reading Don Juan : -No , no ; she will go to Little's Poems , and Rousseau's Romans XCIX . As boys love rows , my boyhood liked CANTO IV . 45 DON JUAN .
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... better their choicest they keep at home , and there you must go , if you would have better than ordinary ; for it is here , as in markets for horses , the handsomest do not always appear , but are kept within doors . " . TOURNEFORT ...
... better their choicest they keep at home , and there you must go , if you would have better than ordinary ; for it is here , as in markets for horses , the handsomest do not always appear , but are kept within doors . " . TOURNEFORT ...
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... better to behave when masters . " XXIV . " Would we were masters now , if but to try Their present lessons on our Pagan friends here , " Said Juan - swallowing a heart - burning sigh : ( 1 ) " Heaven help the scholar whom his fortune ...
... better to behave when masters . " XXIV . " Would we were masters now , if but to try Their present lessons on our Pagan friends here , " Said Juan - swallowing a heart - burning sigh : ( 1 ) " Heaven help the scholar whom his fortune ...
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... better - all men's lot : Most men are slaves , none more so than the great , To their own whims and passions , and what not ; Society itself , which should create Kindness , destroys what little we had got : To feel for none is the true ...
... better - all men's lot : Most men are slaves , none more so than the great , To their own whims and passions , and what not ; Society itself , which should create Kindness , destroys what little we had got : To feel for none is the true ...
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... better than I can . The commandant of the troops is now lying dead in my house . He was shot at a little past eight o'clock , about two hundred paces from my door . I was putting on my great coat when I heard the shot . On coming into ...
... better than I can . The commandant of the troops is now lying dead in my house . He was shot at a little past eight o'clock , about two hundred paces from my door . I was putting on my great coat when I heard the shot . On coming into ...
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Seite 137 - Not where he eats, but where he is eaten : a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet : we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots...
Seite 6 - And if I laugh at any mortal thing, Tis that I may not weep...
Seite 16 - We are somewhat more than ourselves in our sleeps ; and the slumber of the body seems to be but the waking of the soul. It is the ligation of sense, but the liberty of reason ; and our waking conceptions do not match the fancies of our sleeps.
Seite 124 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Seite 69 - Seen him I have, but in his happier hour Of social pleasure, ill exchanged for power ; Seen him, uneumber'd with the venal tribe, Smile without art, and win without a bribe.
Seite 227 - Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come, when you do call for them ? Glend.
Seite 135 - We left our hero and third heroine in A kind of state more awkward than uncommon, For gentlemen must sometimes risk their skin For that sad tempter, a forbidden woman : Sultans too much abhor this sort of sin, And don't agree at all with the wise Roman, Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious, Who lent his lady to his friend Hortensius.
Seite 136 - That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster...
Seite 309 - Auld Lang Syne" brings Scotland, one and all, Scotch plaids, Scotch snoods, the blue hills, and clear streams, The Dee, the Don, Balgounie's brig's black wall, All my boy feelings, all my gentler dreams Of what I then dreamt, clothed in their own pall, Like Banquo's offspring: — floating past me seems My childhood, in this childishness of mine: I care not — 'tis a glimpse of "Auld Lang Syne.
Seite 7 - Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage. Far off from these a slow and silent stream, Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls Her watery labyrinth, whereof who drinks, Forthwith his former state and being forgets, Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.