...till my hraiii became, lu its own eddy boiling and o'crwrought, A whirling gulf of phantasy and llame: And thus, untaught in youth my heart to tame, My springs of life were poison'd. Т is too lain! Yet am I changed; though still enough ilw same In strength to bear what lime...

...thy spirit, blended with thy birth, And feeling still with thee in my crushed feelings' dearth. VII. Yet must I think less wildly :— I have thought Too...my heart to tame, My springs of life were poisoned. 'Tis too late ! Yet am I changed; though still enough the same In strength to bear what time can not...

...with thy spirit, blended with thy birth, And feelingstill with thee in my crush'd feelings' dearth. Yet must I think less wildly: — I have thought Too...till my brain became, In its own eddy boiling and o'erwroughl, A whirling gulf of phantasy and flame: , And thus, untaught in youth my heart to tame,...

...thy spirit, blended with thy hirth, And feeling still with thee in my crush'd feelings' dearth. VII. Yet must I think less wildly : — I have thought...in youth my heart to tame, My springs of life were poison'd. 'T is too late ! Yet am I changed ; though still enough the same In strength to bear what...

...thy spirit, blended with thy birth, And feeling still with thee in my crush'd feelings' dearth. VII. Yet must I think less wildly : — I have thought...in youth my heart to tame, My springs of life were poison'd. 'T is too late ! Yet am I changed ; though still enough the same In strength to bear what...

...nature escaped perversion. These circumstances are alluded to with exquisite pathos in Childe Harold, " I have thought Too long and darkly, till my brain...heart to tame, My springs of life were poisoned." Many, however, imagined that Byron's melancholy was purely fictitious, and that the poet put on the...

...nature escaped perversion. These circumstances are alluded to with exquisite pathos in Childe Harold, " I have thought Too long and darkly, till my brain...In its own eddy boiling and o'erwrought, A whirling gulph of phantazy and flame, And thus untaught in youth my heart so tame My springs of life were poisoned,"...

...nature escaped perversion. These circumstances are alluded to with exquisite pathos in Childe Harold, " I have thought Too long and darkly, till my brain...In its own eddy boiling and o'erwrought, A whirling gulph of phantazy and flame, And thus untaught in youth my heart so tame My springs of life were poisoned."...

...self-wounding reflection which our poet has so forcibly described in his own burning language — " I have thought Too long and darkly, till my brain...eddy, boiling and o'erwrought, A whirling gulf of fantasy and flame ;" — —to stoop, in short, to the realities of life ; repent If we have offended,...

...self-wounding reflection which our poet has so forcibly described in his own burning language — " I have thought Too long and darkly, till my brain...eddy, boiling and o'erwrought, A whirling gulf of fantasy and flame ;" — •—to stoop, in short, to the realities of life ; repent If we have offended,...