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... heard afterwards that Mrs. Charlment " had been the means of poisoning Lady " Noel's mind against me ; - that she had 66 employed herself and others in watching " me in London , and had reported having " traced me into a house in ...
... heard afterwards that Mrs. Charlment " had been the means of poisoning Lady " Noel's mind against me ; - that she had 66 employed herself and others in watching " me in London , and had reported having " traced me into a house in ...
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... heard the unfortunate story " of his duel with his relation and neighbour . “ After that melancholy event , he shut him- " self up at Newstead , and was in the ha- " bit of feeding crickets , which were his 66 only companions . He had ...
... heard the unfortunate story " of his duel with his relation and neighbour . “ After that melancholy event , he shut him- " self up at Newstead , and was in the ha- " bit of feeding crickets , which were his 66 only companions . He had ...
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... " teried . " " And monks might deem their time was come agen , If ancient tales say true , nor wrong the holy men . " Childe Harold , Canto I. Stanza 7 . VOL . I. G " I heard at the Countess S- -'s the other LORD BYRON . 81.
... " teried . " " And monks might deem their time was come agen , If ancient tales say true , nor wrong the holy men . " Childe Harold , Canto I. Stanza 7 . VOL . I. G " I heard at the Countess S- -'s the other LORD BYRON . 81.
Strona 82
Thomas Medwin. " I heard at the Countess S- -'s the other evening , " said I , interrupting him , " that you drink out of a skull now . " He took no notice of my observation , but continued : " Observing it to be of giant size , and " in ...
Thomas Medwin. " I heard at the Countess S- -'s the other evening , " said I , interrupting him , " that you drink out of a skull now . " He took no notice of my observation , but continued : " Observing it to be of giant size , and " in ...
Strona 92
... heard the other day : " Lord Byron , who is an execrably bad horse- man , was riding one evening in the Brenta , spout- ing ' Metastasio . ' A Venetian , passing in a close carriage at the time , laughed at his bad Italian ; upon which ...
... heard the other day : " Lord Byron , who is an execrably bad horse- man , was riding one evening in the Brenta , spout- ing ' Metastasio . ' A Venetian , passing in a close carriage at the time , laughed at his bad Italian ; upon which ...
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Strona 146 - He, who grown aged in this world of woe, In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life, So that no wonder waits him ; nor below Can love, or sorrow, fame, ambition, strife...
Strona 157 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Strona 118 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played.
Strona 251 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Strona 156 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And -we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Strona 158 - We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Strona 116 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
Strona 79 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think...