Journal of the Conversations of Lord Byron: Noted During a Residence with His Lordship at Pisa, in the Years 1821 and 1822, Tomy 1-2Henry Colburn, 1824 - 345 |
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... England compared . The Constitutionalists ; their proscription . Lord Byron's danger . Assassination of the military Commandant at Ravenna . Lord B.'s humanity • 20-29 29-34 The Byron Memoirs : Mr. Moore , Lady Burghersh , and Lady ...
... England compared . The Constitutionalists ; their proscription . Lord Byron's danger . Assassination of the military Commandant at Ravenna . Lord B.'s humanity • 20-29 29-34 The Byron Memoirs : Mr. Moore , Lady Burghersh , and Lady ...
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... England " The 45-49 • Madame de Staël and Goëthe . Lord B.'s partiality for America ; curious specimen of American criticism . The Sketches of Italy . ' Lord B.'s life at Venice ; further remarks on his Memoirs . 49-53 Anecdotes of ...
... England " The 45-49 • Madame de Staël and Goëthe . Lord B.'s partiality for America ; curious specimen of American criticism . The Sketches of Italy . ' Lord B.'s life at Venice ; further remarks on his Memoirs . 49-53 Anecdotes of ...
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... England : her ultraisms . Brummell . Reported double marriage ; Baron Auguste and Miss Millbank ; Lord B. and the Duchess of Broglie . Madame de Staël's conversational powers . ' Glenarvon . ' Madame de Staël's amiable heart . Women ...
... England : her ultraisms . Brummell . Reported double marriage ; Baron Auguste and Miss Millbank ; Lord B. and the Duchess of Broglie . Madame de Staël's conversational powers . ' Glenarvon . ' Madame de Staël's amiable heart . Women ...
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... England , an involuntary exile , intending it should be " for ever * . " 66 66 66 Speaking of the multitude of strangers , whose visits of curiosity or impertinence he was harassed by for * His feelings may be conceived by the two ...
... England , an involuntary exile , intending it should be " for ever * . " 66 66 66 Speaking of the multitude of strangers , whose visits of curiosity or impertinence he was harassed by for * His feelings may be conceived by the two ...
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... England , you were a Childe Harold , and at Venice a Don Giovanni , and Fletcher your Leporello . " He laughed at the remark . I asked him , in what way his life would prove a good lesson ? and he gave me several anecdotes of himself ...
... England , you were a Childe Harold , and at Venice a Don Giovanni , and Fletcher your Leporello . " He laughed at the remark . I asked him , in what way his life would prove a good lesson ? and he gave me several anecdotes of himself ...
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Strona 105 - 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 112 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Strona 113 - 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!
Strona 208 - Ward has no heart, they say ; but I deny it;— He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it.
Strona 113 - ... 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.
Strona 173 - 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 113 - But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Strona 256 - 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 300 - Tread those reviving passions down, Unworthy manhood! — unto thee Indifferent should the smile or frown Of beauty be. If thou regret'st thy youth, why live? The land of honourable death Is here: — up to the field, and give Away thy breath! Seek out — less often sought than found — A soldier's grave, for thee the best; Then look around and choose thy ground, And take thy rest.
Strona 31 - Sweet hour of twilight ! — in the solitude Of the pine forest, and the silent shore Which bounds Ravenna's immemorial wood...