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... continued our ride , and return- ed to Pisa by the Lucca gate . 66 " Pisa with its hanging tower and So- phia - like dome reminds me , " said Lord Byron , " of an eastern place . " He then remarked the heavy smoke that rolled away from ...
... continued our ride , and return- ed to Pisa by the Lucca gate . 66 " Pisa with its hanging tower and So- phia - like dome reminds me , " said Lord Byron , " of an eastern place . " He then remarked the heavy smoke that rolled away from ...
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Thomas Medwin. more unvaried life than Lord Byron led at this period . I continued to visit him at the same hour daily . Billiards , conver- sation , or reading , filled up the intervals till it was time to take our evening drive , ride ...
Thomas Medwin. more unvaried life than Lord Byron led at this period . I continued to visit him at the same hour daily . Billiards , conver- sation , or reading , filled up the intervals till it was time to take our evening drive , ride ...
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... continued he . " Almost from infancy she is deprived of the endear- ments of home , and shut up in a con- " vent till she has attained a marriageable " or marketable age . The father now " looks out for a suitable son - in - law . As ...
... continued he . " Almost from infancy she is deprived of the endear- ments of home , and shut up in a con- " vent till she has attained a marriageable " or marketable age . The father now " looks out for a suitable son - in - law . As ...
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... continued : - " I lost my father when I was only six years of age . My mother , when " she was in a rage with me , ( and I gave " her cause enough , ) used to say , ' Ah , " you little dog , you are a Byron all over ; you are as bad as ...
... continued : - " I lost my father when I was only six years of age . My mother , when " she was in a rage with me , ( and I gave " her cause enough , ) used to say , ' Ah , " you little dog , you are a Byron all over ; you are as bad as ...
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... continued : 66 Observing it to be of giant size , and " in a perfect state of preservation , a 66 66 strange fancy seized me of having it set and mounted as a drinking - cup . I accordingly sent it to town , and it re- " turned with a ...
... continued : 66 Observing it to be of giant size , and " in a perfect state of preservation , a 66 66 strange fancy seized me of having it set and mounted as a drinking - cup . I accordingly sent it to town , and it re- " turned with a ...
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Page 167 - 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.
Page 262 - 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.
Page 264 - A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she play'd Singing of Mount Abora.
Page 398 - Tempest unfolds its pinion o'er the gloom That shrouds the boiling surge ; the pitiless fiend, With all his winds and lightnings, tracks his prey; The torn deep yawns, — the vessel finds a grave Beneath its jagged gulf.
Page 356 - 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 368 - Live! fear no heavier chastisement from me, Thou noteless blot on a remembered name! But be thyself, and know thyself to be! And ever at thy season be thou free To spill the venom when thy fangs o'erflow: Remorse and self-contempt shall cling to thee; Hot shame shall burn upon thy secret brow, And like a beaten hound tremble thou shalt — as now.
Page 204 - The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself; * Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
Page 79 - Another ! even now she loved another ; And on the summit of that hill she stood Looking afar , if yet her lover's steed Kept pace with her expectancy , and flew.
Page 192 - Paradise 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...
Page 506 - In a few days P. Mavrocordato and myself, with a considerable escort, intend to proceed to Salona at the request of Ulysses and the Chiefs of Eastern Greece, and take measures offensive and defensive for the ensuing campaign. Mavrocordato is almost recalled by the new Government to the Morea (to take the lead, I rather think), and they have Written to propose to me, to go either to the Morea with him, or to take the general direction of affairs in this quarter— with General Londo, and any other...