The Life of Lord Byron: With His Letters and JournalsJohn Murray, 1851 - 735 oldal |
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... mind a sort of boyish admiration for singularities which he found thus elevated into matters of wonder and record . By some it has been even sup- posed that in these stories of his eccentric relative his imagination found the first dark ...
... mind a sort of boyish admiration for singularities which he found thus elevated into matters of wonder and record . By some it has been even sup- posed that in these stories of his eccentric relative his imagination found the first dark ...
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... mind , will appear , I think , to every impartial reader of his works in general ; and I never have been able to divest myself of the persuasion that , in the strange aberrations which so unfortunately marked his subsequent career , he ...
... mind , will appear , I think , to every impartial reader of his works in general ; and I never have been able to divest myself of the persuasion that , in the strange aberrations which so unfortunately marked his subsequent career , he ...
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... mind . Mrs. Byron had , it seems , in important statement of the impressions her first visit to this person , ( who , if I which his early intercourse with the young mistake not , was the celebrated fortune- noble left upon him ...
... mind . Mrs. Byron had , it seems , in important statement of the impressions her first visit to this person , ( who , if I which his early intercourse with the young mistake not , was the celebrated fortune- noble left upon him ...
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... mind : : - " After my retreat from Harrow , I re- ceived from him two very affectionate letters . In my occasional visits subsequently to London , when he had fascinated the public with his productions , I demanded of him , why , as in ...
... mind : : - " After my retreat from Harrow , I re- ceived from him two very affectionate letters . In my occasional visits subsequently to London , when he had fascinated the public with his productions , I demanded of him , why , as in ...
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... mind that gave the colour to the affair . It was his disposition to aim always at unattainable things . If he had married this idol , he would very soon have drawn the same conclusion respecting her , which he drew respect- ing all the ...
... mind that gave the colour to the affair . It was his disposition to aim always at unattainable things . If he had married this idol , he would very soon have drawn the same conclusion respecting her , which he drew respect- ing all the ...
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306. oldal - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June, 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau or covered, walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, 1 Memoirs, p. 166. and all nature was silent.
306. oldal - I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
65. oldal - But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there; and their houses shall be full of doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.
303. oldal - I blame not the world, nor despise it, Nor the war of the many with one : If my soul was not fitted to prize it...
156. oldal - I have traversed the seat of war in the peninsula ; I have been in some of the most oppressed provinces of Turkey; but never, under the most despotic of infidel governments, did] I behold such squalid wretchedness as I have seen since my return, in the very heart of a Christian country.
198. oldal - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think...
320. oldal - The gift, — a fate, or will, that walk'd astray ; And I at times have found the struggle hard, And thought of shaking off my bonds of clay : But now I fain would for a time survive, If but to see what next can well arrive.
213. oldal - Whatever Sheridan has done or chosen to do has been, par excellence, always the best of its kind. He has written the best comedy (School for Scandal), the -best drama (in my mind, far before that St.
303. oldal - Because it reminds me of thine ; And when winds are at war with the ocean, As the breasts I believed in with me, If their billows excite an emotion, It is that they bear me from thee.
21. oldal - When I was yet a child, no childish play To me was pleasing ; all my mind was set Serious to learn and know, and thence to do What might be public good; myself I thought Born to that end, born to promote all truth, All righteous things...