The Works of Lord Byron, Volume 13J. Murray, 1904 |
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Page 211 - Is not a patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water, and, when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help?
Page 381 - And to the left, three yards beyond, You see a little muddy Pond Of water never dry ; I've measured it from side to side: 'Tis three feet long, and two feet wide.
Page 18 - Lost is blasphemous ; and the very words of the Oxford gentleman, ' Evil, be thou my good,' are from that very poem, from the mouth of Satan, and is there any thing more in that of Lucifer in the Mystery ? Cain is nothing more than a drama, not a piece of argument.
Page 56 - I have any thing to reproach in my conduct, and certainly nothing in my feelings and intentions towards the dead. But it is a moment when we are apt to think that, if this or that had been done, such event might have been prevented, — though every day and hour shows us that they are the most natural and inevitable. I suppose that Time will do his usual work — Death has done his. " Yours ever, NB
Page 86 - And an heavy yoke is upon the sons of Adam, From the day that they go out of their mother's womb, Till the day that they return to the mother of all things.
Page 180 - (to use Farquhar's phrase in the * Beaux' Stratagem '), who has all the air of a Cupidon dechaine, and is one of the few specimens. I have seen of our ideal of a Frenchman before the Revolution, an old friend with a new face, upon whose like I never thought that we should look again.
Page 7 - Auld Lang Syne" brings Scotland, one and all, Scotch plaids, Scotch snoods, the blue hills, and clear streams, The Dee, the Don, Balgounie's brig's black wall, All my boy feelings, all my gentler dreams Of what I then dreamt, clothed in their own pall, Like Banquo's offspring: — floating past me seems My childhood, in this childishness of mine: I care not — 'tis a glimpse of "Auld Lang Syne.
Page 34 - As to poor Shelley, who is another bugbear to you and the world, he is, to my knowledge, the least selfish and the mildest of men — a man who has made more sacrifices of his fortune and feelings for others than any I ever heard of.
Page 175 - As to friendship, it is a propensity in which my genius is very limited. I do not know the male human being, except Lord Clare, the friend of my infancy, for whom I feel any thing that deserves the name.
Page 55 - The blow was stunning and unexpected ; for I thought the danger over, by the long interval between her stated amelioration and the arrival of the express. But I have borne up against it as I best can, and so far successfully, that I can go about the usual business of life with the same appearance of composure, and even greater. There is nothing to prevent your coming to-morrow ; but, perhaps, today, and yester-evening, it was better not to have met. I do not know that I have any thing to reproach...