Lord Byron and Some of his ContemporariesGeorg Olms Verlag |
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v. oldal
... wish- ed to make amends for loss of time : the plan of the book became altered ; and I fi- nally made up my mind to enlarge and enrich it with an account of Lord Byron . It had been wondered , when I returned to England , how it was ...
... wish- ed to make amends for loss of time : the plan of the book became altered ; and I fi- nally made up my mind to enlarge and enrich it with an account of Lord Byron . It had been wondered , when I returned to England , how it was ...
viii. oldal
... wish to love a man , and to find the enthusiasm of this long- ing worse than repelled . It was the death of my friend Shelley , and my own want of re- sources , that made me add this bitter discovery to the sum of my experience . The ...
... wish to love a man , and to find the enthusiasm of this long- ing worse than repelled . It was the death of my friend Shelley , and my own want of re- sources , that made me add this bitter discovery to the sum of my experience . The ...
xvi. oldal
... wish it had never been writ- ten . I have other reasons also for the regret , which are not so easy of explanation ; though I should have entered very freely into them , had the hostility I have provoked taken a more ge- nerous xvi ...
... wish it had never been writ- ten . I have other reasons also for the regret , which are not so easy of explanation ; though I should have entered very freely into them , had the hostility I have provoked taken a more ge- nerous xvi ...
xvii. oldal
... wish to be thought ill of by any body ; and the fault ( singularly enough ) is at variance with what I have said against it in the book , when I speak of some of my former writings . But even this inconsistency may serve to show , how ...
... wish to be thought ill of by any body ; and the fault ( singularly enough ) is at variance with what I have said against it in the book , when I speak of some of my former writings . But even this inconsistency may serve to show , how ...
10. oldal
... , have been per- suaded by him to return , had there been as much love , or even address , on his side , as there was a wish to believe in his merit on her's , it is no wonder that others , whom she had 10 LORD BYRON .
... , have been per- suaded by him to return , had there been as much love , or even address , on his side , as there was a wish to believe in his merit on her's , it is no wonder that others , whom she had 10 LORD BYRON .
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434. oldal - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone : Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; 101 She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair...
435. oldal - Ode to a Nightingale MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
428. oldal - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device...
364. oldal - Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure; Others I see whom these surround — Smiling they live, and call life pleasure; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
340. oldal - The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.
435. oldal - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene...
364. oldal - I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown ; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown. I sit upon the sands alone, — The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet I did any heart now share in my emotion.
365. oldal - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.