Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Lord ByronJ. Robins and Company, 1825 - 756 من الصفحات |
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... Manfred . Lord Byron visits the hospital of St. Anna , at Ferrara . Lament of Tasso . Extract from some of Tasso's letters . Evidence of Lord Byron's friendship for Mr. Hobhouse . Childe Harold , Canto IV . Recollections of Venice ...
... Manfred . Lord Byron visits the hospital of St. Anna , at Ferrara . Lament of Tasso . Extract from some of Tasso's letters . Evidence of Lord Byron's friendship for Mr. Hobhouse . Childe Harold , Canto IV . Recollections of Venice ...
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... Manfred , ' which was published in 1817. He had already done enough to entitle him to the throne of poetry , but he had not before made any attempt in the dramatic style of writing . The tragedy of ' Manfred ' proved at once that ...
... Manfred , ' which was published in 1817. He had already done enough to entitle him to the throne of poetry , but he had not before made any attempt in the dramatic style of writing . The tragedy of ' Manfred ' proved at once that ...
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... Manfred is a man whom vices , misfortunes , and a habit of prying into a knowledge of things . forbidden to mortality , have made a misanthrope and a wretch . Seat- ed in his gloomy gallery , he conjures the spirits of earth and air ...
... Manfred is a man whom vices , misfortunes , and a habit of prying into a knowledge of things . forbidden to mortality , have made a misanthrope and a wretch . Seat- ed in his gloomy gallery , he conjures the spirits of earth and air ...
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George Clinton. Published by J. Robins and Co. London , July 16 , 1825 . The seven Spirits then sing this chorus : Earth ,. Manfred and the Witch of the Torrent . Manfred rescued from Self - Destruction .
George Clinton. Published by J. Robins and Co. London , July 16 , 1825 . The seven Spirits then sing this chorus : Earth ,. Manfred and the Witch of the Torrent . Manfred rescued from Self - Destruction .
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... Manfred asks them to bestow upon him forgetfulness of what is past , and they reply that this is beyond their power . They say that he may die if he will . He asks if death will bring forgetfulness , but their answer now is not more ...
... Manfred asks them to bestow upon him forgetfulness of what is past , and they reply that this is beyond their power . They say that he may die if he will . He asks if death will bring forgetfulness , but their answer now is not more ...
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الصفحة 558 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one?
الصفحة 749 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due ; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
الصفحة 400 - Oh Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery.
الصفحة 328 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
الصفحة 392 - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
الصفحة 557 - Must we but weep o'er days more blest? Must we but blush? Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead ! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae ! What, silent still?
الصفحة 697 - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone ; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone ! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile.
الصفحة 327 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
الصفحة 344 - Twas still some solace in the dearth Of the pure elements of earth, To hearken to each other's speech, And each turn comforter to each, With some new hope, or legend old, Or song heroically bold ; But even these at length grew cold.
الصفحة 348 - ... mate, But was not half so desolate, And it was come to love me when None lived to love me so again, And cheering from my dungeon's brink Had brought me back to feel and think.