The shade of Byron: a mock heroic poem1871 |
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... o'er , and trample on thy kindred clay ? What , though thy star were brightest in the heaven Of human intellect , thou'rt not alone , Sole monarch of that heav'n - a galaxy Of glittering golden points make up the scene Of beauty and ...
... o'er , and trample on thy kindred clay ? What , though thy star were brightest in the heaven Of human intellect , thou'rt not alone , Sole monarch of that heav'n - a galaxy Of glittering golden points make up the scene Of beauty and ...
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... o'er hill , or bosky dell , That tempts , on either hand , the curious elf To hunt the gaudy fly , pluck flow'rs , or peep Into the sylvan dwelling of the bird , Whose patient , sedentary care , they joy " Cursed is the ground for thy ...
... o'er hill , or bosky dell , That tempts , on either hand , the curious elf To hunt the gaudy fly , pluck flow'rs , or peep Into the sylvan dwelling of the bird , Whose patient , sedentary care , they joy " Cursed is the ground for thy ...
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... o'er their heads And swept them from their ill - got lands away , To wander on for ever through the earth , Detested and despis'd , and spit upon , Pursu'd and driven out from realm to realm , While still the odour of their matchless ...
... o'er their heads And swept them from their ill - got lands away , To wander on for ever through the earth , Detested and despis'd , and spit upon , Pursu'd and driven out from realm to realm , While still the odour of their matchless ...
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... Peg's tail , like witch on Tam o ' Shanter's . Nor will I let thee go till thou inspire 1 See the debates in the House of Commons on the Corn - law question . Me with thy spirit . Throw thy mantle o'er me 8 THE SHADE OF BYRON .
... Peg's tail , like witch on Tam o ' Shanter's . Nor will I let thee go till thou inspire 1 See the debates in the House of Commons on the Corn - law question . Me with thy spirit . Throw thy mantle o'er me 8 THE SHADE OF BYRON .
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... o'er whom thou dar'st to ride . If thou wilt amble , I will mince thy pace ; Walk gently , and I'll keep thy breathing time . Wilt gallop furiously ? —Outride the storm ; Thou shalt not ' scape me , I'll be sure to follow- Nay , I'll be ...
... o'er whom thou dar'st to ride . If thou wilt amble , I will mince thy pace ; Walk gently , and I'll keep thy breathing time . Wilt gallop furiously ? —Outride the storm ; Thou shalt not ' scape me , I'll be sure to follow- Nay , I'll be ...
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appear aught Aurora beauteous beautiful blest bright call'd canto chap charm clime Crystal Palace curse dark dear death deep devil divine Don Juan doth doubt dread dream Duchess e'en e'er earth eternal ev'ry evil eyes fair fancy feel female fierce fire glory gold Grace hand hath heart heav'n heav'nly holy Honoria human Jews Juan's kiss knew labour Lady Byron leave light Lord Byron Lord Pyrrho magic maid Maria Monk mind mortal Muse mystery nature nature's ne'er night o'er Paradise Lost passion poor pow'r priests pure reader rich ring Rodomont round Sabbath seem'd Sir William Jones sooth soul spirit Spitzbergen stanza stars Stowe Stowe's strange Sumbawa sweet swift teint tell thee thine things thou thought truth turn'd Twas twere twill Vishnu wild wonderful word
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Page 274 - Whatever hypocrites austerely talk Of purity, and place, and innocence, Defaming as impure what God declares Pure, and commands to some, leaves free to all. Our Maker bids increase ; who bids abstain But our Destroyer, foe to God and Man?
Page 370 - Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; And whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs that may be won.
Page 264 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent: Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 264 - That, changed through all, and yet in all the same, Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows...
Page 63 - To what purpose is the multitude of your sacrifices unto me ? saith the Lord: I am full of the burnt offerings of rams, and the fat of fed beasts ; and I delight not in the blood of bullocks, or of lambs, or of he goats.
Page 20 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 297 - That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope.
Page 156 - And he that stealeth a man, and selleth him, or if he be found in his hand, he shall surely be put to death.
Page 64 - Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye make clean the outside of the cup and of the platter, but within they are full of extortion and excess.
Page 273 - Are brought ; and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce. From beds of raging fire to starve in ice...