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... my mind * . Thor- * Being with him , day after day , some time afterwards , whilst he was sitting to Bertolini , the Florentine sculptor , for his bust , I had an waldsen's bust is too thin - necked young for Lord LORD BYRON . 5.
... my mind * . Thor- * Being with him , day after day , some time afterwards , whilst he was sitting to Bertolini , the Florentine sculptor , for his bust , I had an waldsen's bust is too thin - necked young for Lord LORD BYRON . 5.
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Thomas Medwin. waldsen's bust is too thin - necked young for Lord Byron . and None of the en- gravings gave me the least idea of him . I saw a man about five feet seven or eight , opportunity of analyzing his features more cri- tically ...
Thomas Medwin. waldsen's bust is too thin - necked young for Lord Byron . and None of the en- gravings gave me the least idea of him . I saw a man about five feet seven or eight , opportunity of analyzing his features more cri- tically ...
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... young- Live as I lived , and love as I have loved : sprung , To dust if I return , from dust I And then at least my heart can ne'er be moved . Calling on Lord Byron one evening after the opera , we happened to talk of Cavalieri Serventi ...
... young- Live as I lived , and love as I have loved : sprung , To dust if I return , from dust I And then at least my heart can ne'er be moved . Calling on Lord Byron one evening after the opera , we happened to talk of Cavalieri Serventi ...
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... young lady to the age , and personal or " other defects of the intended , who perhaps " visits her once in the parlour as a matter of " form or curiosity . She is too happy to get " her liberty on any terms , and he her money or her ...
... young lady to the age , and personal or " other defects of the intended , who perhaps " visits her once in the parlour as a matter of " form or curiosity . She is too happy to get " her liberty on any terms , and he her money or her ...
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... young women , and your Italian ones too , are not satisfied with 66 your good old men . Love is not the same a good old man ; but 66 66 dull , cold , calculating feeling here as " in the North . It is the business , the seri- " ous ...
... young women , and your Italian ones too , are not satisfied with 66 your good old men . Love is not the same a good old man ; but 66 66 dull , cold , calculating feeling here as " in the North . It is the business , the seri- " ous ...
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Page 146 - 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...
Page 157 - 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! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Page 118 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played.
Page 251 - 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 156 - By the struggling moonbeam's 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. 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 158 - We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Page 116 - 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.
Page 79 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think...