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... never cease to take in Genoa . It was here that I had an introduction to the extraordinary man , who at this moment forms the topic of conversa- tion in every circle , and whose re- cent death will now be sincerely re- gretted , as ...
... never cease to take in Genoa . It was here that I had an introduction to the extraordinary man , who at this moment forms the topic of conversa- tion in every circle , and whose re- cent death will now be sincerely re- gretted , as ...
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... never observed the play of features , or the character- istics of physiognomy , more narrowly than I did Lord Byron's , during the whole period of a very animated con- versation , which lasted nearly two hours , and I could not but feel ...
... never observed the play of features , or the character- istics of physiognomy , more narrowly than I did Lord Byron's , during the whole period of a very animated con- versation , which lasted nearly two hours , and I could not but feel ...
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... never get on in the church after this . " I replied , that he was totally mis- taken , if he fancied that there was any such jealous or illiberal spirit at home , and he instantly interrupted me , by saying , " Yes , yes , you are right ...
... never get on in the church after this . " I replied , that he was totally mis- taken , if he fancied that there was any such jealous or illiberal spirit at home , and he instantly interrupted me , by saying , " Yes , yes , you are right ...
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... never wicked . " At hearing this , a blush stole over the noble bard's face , and he observed , " I believe her . " Once , and once only , he betrayed a slight degree of vanity . He was speaking of a narrow escape that he had lately had ...
... never wicked . " At hearing this , a blush stole over the noble bard's face , and he observed , " I believe her . " Once , and once only , he betrayed a slight degree of vanity . He was speaking of a narrow escape that he had lately had ...
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... Never to return again , Save in memories of pain ! There is a white rose in yon bower , But holds it yet a fairer flower : And music from that cage is breathing , Round which a jasmine braid is wreathing , A low song from a lonely dove ...
... Never to return again , Save in memories of pain ! There is a white rose in yon bower , But holds it yet a fairer flower : And music from that cage is breathing , Round which a jasmine braid is wreathing , A low song from a lonely dove ...
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Page 379 - O that I had wings like a dove : for then would I flee away, and be at rest.
Page 258 - Live not the stars and mountains ? Are the waves Without a spirit ? Are the dropping caves Without a feeling in their silent tears ? No, no ; they woo and clasp us to their spheres, Dissolve this clog and clod of clay before Its hour, and merge our soul in the great shore.
Page 479 - Was on the streams of Guadalquiver, To gold converting, one by one, The ripples of the mighty river, Beside me on the bank was seated A Seville girl, with auburn hair, And eyes that might the world have cheated, — A wild, bright, wicked, diamond pair ! She stooped, and wrote upon the sand, Just as the loving sun was going, With such a soft, small, shining hand, I could have sworn 't was silver flowing. Her words were three, and not one more, What could Diana's motto be ? The siren wrote upon the...
Page 479 - When words come down like dews unsought With gleams of deep enthusiast thought, And fancy in her heaven flies free — They come, my love, they come from thee.
Page 112 - PITY the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door, Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span ; Oh, give relief, and heaven will bless your store.
Page 263 - O'er beauty's fall ; Her praise resounds no more, when mantled in her pall. The most beloved on earth Not long survives to-day ; So music past is obsolete, And yet 'twas sweet, 'twas passing sweet, But now 'tis gone away...
Page 340 - is there not a window in your house on purpose for you to look through?" " For all that," resumed the pendulum, "it is very dark here: and although there is a window, I dare not stop, even for an instant, to look out.
Page 340 - may I be allowed to inquire, if that exertion was at all fatiguing or disagreeable to you ?" " Not in the least," replied the pendulum; " it is not of six strokes that I complain, nor of sixty, but of millions.
Page 112 - Heaven has brought me to the state you see ; And your condition may be soon like mine, The child of sorrow and of misery.
Page 50 - ... repressed with a smile the hopes of his friends, and told them he had lived long enough. As his life drew near a close, the eager yet decorous solicitude of his fellow townsmen increased.