The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals,John Murray, 1833 |
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... ( late ) man posthumously ridiculous , by printing what he would have had sense enough never to print himself . Certes , these rakers of Remains come under the statute against resurrection - men . What does it signify whether a poor dear ...
... ( late ) man posthumously ridiculous , by printing what he would have had sense enough never to print himself . Certes , these rakers of Remains come under the statute against resurrection - men . What does it signify whether a poor dear ...
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... late This measure shrinks not from a theme of weight , Styx , and made , like poor Joe Blackett , the laughing - stock of purgatory . The plea of publication is to provide for the child . Now , might not some of this ' sutor ultra ...
... late This measure shrinks not from a theme of weight , Styx , and made , like poor Joe Blackett , the laughing - stock of purgatory . The plea of publication is to provide for the child . Now , might not some of this ' sutor ultra ...
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... late indis- posed , but not to any alarming degree ; nor does it appear that , when the following note was written , there existed any grounds for apprehension as to her state . " Reddish's Hotel , St. James's Street , London , July 23 ...
... late indis- posed , but not to any alarming degree ; nor does it appear that , when the following note was written , there existed any grounds for apprehension as to her state . " Reddish's Hotel , St. James's Street , London , July 23 ...
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... late , she had breathed her last . The following letter , it will be perceived , was written on his way to Newstead . - LETTER 55 . TO DR . PIGOT . 66 My dear Doctor , " Newport Pagnell , August 2. 1811 . " My poor mother died yesterday ...
... late , she had breathed her last . The following letter , it will be perceived , was written on his way to Newstead . - LETTER 55 . TO DR . PIGOT . 66 My dear Doctor , " Newport Pagnell , August 2. 1811 . " My poor mother died yesterday ...
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... late Mrs. B. and myself ( the decease of Mrs. B. makes no difference in the proceedings ) ; and as he is guilty , by his very foolish and unfounded as- sertion , of a breach of privilege , he will be pro- secuted with the utmost rigour ...
... late Mrs. B. and myself ( the decease of Mrs. B. makes no difference in the proceedings ) ; and as he is guilty , by his very foolish and unfounded as- sertion , of a breach of privilege , he will be pro- secuted with the utmost rigour ...
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Page 316 - Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life ! The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray...
Page 192 - Fair clime! where every season smiles Benignant o'er those blessed isles, Which, seen from far Colonna's height, Make glad the heart that hails the sight, And lend to loneliness delight. There mildly dimpling, Ocean's cheek Reflects the tints of many a peak Caught by the laughing tides that lave These Edens of the Eastern wave...
Page 270 - By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard, Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers, Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.
Page 11 - To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition, the end to which every enterprise and labour tends, and of which every desire prompts the prosecution.
Page 311 - I hate odds, and wish he may beat them. As for me, by the blessing of indifference, I have simplified my politics into an utter detestation of all existing governments...
Page 233 - I have said nothing, either, of the brilliant sex ; but the fact is, I am at this moment in a far more serious, and entirely new, scrape than any of the last twelve months, — and that is saying a good deal. It is unlucky we can neither live with nor without these women.
Page 286 - ... as the last breath of Brutus pronounced, and every day proves it. He is, perhaps, a little opiniated, as all men who are the centre of circles, wide or narrow — the Sir Oracles, in whose name two or three are gathered together — must be, and as even Johnson was ; but, withal, a valuable man, and less vain than success and even the consciousness of preferring ' the right to the expedient
Page 285 - What an odd situation and friendship is ours ! — without one spark of love on either side, and produced by circumstances which in general lead to coldness on one side, and aversion on the other. She is a very superior woman, and very little spoiled, which is strange in an heiress — a girl of twenty — a peeress that is to be, in her own right — an only child, and a savante, who has always had her own way.
Page 32 - My poor mother died yesterday ! and I am on my way from town to attend her to the family vault. I heard one day of her illness, the next of her death. Thank God her last moments were most tranquil. I am told she was in little pain, and not aware of her situation. I now feel the truth of Mr. Gray's observation, ' That we can only have one mother.
Page 157 - He jested, he talked, he did every thing admirably, but then he would be applauded for the same thing twice over. He would read his own verses, his own paragraph, and tell, his own story again and again ; and then the ' Trial by Jury ! ! !' I almost wished it abolished, for I sat next him at dinner. As I had read his published speeches, there was no occasion to repeat them to me.