Works, Volume 9John Murray, 1903 |
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... town with Lord Byron " in his vis - à - vis , the latter kept his pistols beside him , and con- " tinued silent for hours , with the most ferocious expression possible " on his countenance . For God's sake , my dear B. , ' said W " at ...
... town with Lord Byron " in his vis - à - vis , the latter kept his pistols beside him , and con- " tinued silent for hours , with the most ferocious expression possible " on his countenance . For God's sake , my dear B. , ' said W " at ...
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... town , if Parliament meets , in October . In the mean time let me hear from you ( without a privy Council ) , and believe me in sober sadness , Yours very sincerely , BYRON . 171. - To R. C. Dallas . Newstead Abbey , March.
... town , if Parliament meets , in October . In the mean time let me hear from you ( without a privy Council ) , and believe me in sober sadness , Yours very sincerely , BYRON . 171. - To R. C. Dallas . Newstead Abbey , March.
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... town to attend . I am also invited to Cambridge for the beginning of that month , but am first to jaunt to Rochdale . Now Matthews is gone , and Hob- house in Ireland , I have hardly one left there to bid me welcome , except my inviter ...
... town to attend . I am also invited to Cambridge for the beginning of that month , but am first to jaunt to Rochdale . Now Matthews is gone , and Hob- house in Ireland , I have hardly one left there to bid me welcome , except my inviter ...
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... Town to me on Sunday , from whence I arrived at home yester- " day ; consequently I have not received it so soon as I ought to " have done . I feel so very happy to have the pleasure of hearing " from you that I will not delay a moment ...
... Town to me on Sunday , from whence I arrived at home yester- " day ; consequently I have not received it so soon as I ought to " have done . I feel so very happy to have the pleasure of hearing " from you that I will not delay a moment ...
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... Town for one day , and he promised to call " " or write again , but has not done either , so I begin to think he has gone back to Lisbon . I think it is impossible not to like him ; " he is so good - natured and natural . We talked much ...
... Town for one day , and he promised to call " " or write again , but has not done either , so I begin to think he has gone back to Lisbon . I think it is impossible not to like him ; " he is so good - natured and natural . We talked much ...
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Page 124 - Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters, to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail.
Page 490 - Gul in her bloom; Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute: Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In colour though varied, in beauty may vie, And the purple of ocean is deepest in dye; Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all, save the spirit of man, is divine?
Page 100 - Mahomet made the people believe that he would call a hill to him, and from the top of it offer up his prayers for the observers of his law. The people assembled; Mahomet called the hill to come to him again and again; and when the hill stood still, he was never a whit abashed, but said, If the hill will not come to Mahomet, Mahomet will go to the hill.
Page 335 - 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 475 - And think'st thou, Scott! by vain conceit perchance, On public taste to foist thy stale romance, Though Murray with his Miller may combine To yield thy muse just half-a-crown per line? No! when the sons of song descend to trade, Their bays are sear, their former laurels fade. Let such forego the poet's sacred name, Who rack their brains for lucre, not for fame: Still for stern mammon may they toil in vain!
Page 390 - Birnam wood Do come to Dunsinane;" and now a wood Comes toward Dunsinane. Arm, arm, and out! If this which he avouches does appear, There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here. I gin to be aweary of the sun, And wish the estate o
Page 21 - A material resurrection seems strange and even absurd, except for purposes of punishment ; and all punishment which is to revenge rather than correct must be morally wrong ; and when the world is at an end, what moral or warning purpose can eternal tortures answer? Human passions have probably disfigured the divine doctrines here : — but the whole thing is inscrutable.
Page 70 - Tried as thou wert — even from thy earliest years, When wandering, yet unspoilt, a Highland boy — Tried as thou wert, and with thy soul of flame ; Pleasure, while yet the down was on thy cheek, Uplifting, pressing, and to lips like thine, Her charmed cup — ah, who among us all Could say he had not erred as much, and more ?
Page 320 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think...
Page 386 - Just returned from seeing Kean in Richard. By Jove, he is a soul ! Life — nature — truth without exaggeration or diminution. Kemble's Hamlet is perfect ; — but Hamlet is not Nature. Richard is a man ; and Kean is Richard.