"Sydney's" Letter to the King: And Other Correspondence, Connected with the Reported Exclusion of Lord Byron's Monument from Westminster AbbeyJ. Cawthorn, 1828 - 56 pàgines |
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Adah amid appear more pardonable arguments of Lucifer aspirations authentic document extant Author most conscienciously beautiful better Christian Bible BOOK DUE AUG Cæsar the things Cæsar's cause CHILDE HAROLD Christian charity conscienciously believes corse Count Gamba's narrative COURIER dead whose glorious deep Their coral Deity dews that heavens distant weep earth EDITOR entertain any thing fectly unable feeling French editions Genii twine beneath GLINDON ground where heroes guiltless cast hallow'd ground Haymarket heavens far distant Household gods KING laurelled leave thee letter of Fletcher Letters hastens Lord Byron LORD BYRON'S Monument Lordship's breakfast table Majesty mind Lifts thine moral Morning Post OVERDUE FEE Peace piles you heap read Count Gamba's religion remains of Genius render unto Cæsar Rupert Street sculptur'd piles Sir Walter Scott strew his ashes sublime sword or voice SYDNEY'S thou turf may bloom voice has served WADENE BOOK DUE weep Their turf Westminster Abbey
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Pàgina 17 - Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move : Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love! 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...
Pàgina 42 - Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar, with our mix'd essence make A conflict of its elements, and breathe The breath of degradation and of pride, Contending with low wants and lofty will Till our mortality predominates, And men are — what they name not to themselves, And trust not to each other.
Pàgina 49 - But strew his ashes to the wind Whose sword or voice has served mankind — And is he dead, whose glorious mind ' Lifts thine on high ? — To live in hearts we leave behind Is not to die.
Pàgina 18 - The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle ; No torch is kindled at its blaze — A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. But 'tis not thus — and 'tis not here — Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now, Where glory decks the hero's bier, Or binds his brow.
Pàgina iv - ... in Heaven's sight The sword he draws : What can alone ennoble fight ? A noble cause ! Give that ! and welcome War to brace Her drums ! and rend Heaven's reeking space-! The colours planted face to face, The charging cheer, Though Death's pale horse lead on, the chase Shall still be dear.
Pàgina 19 - Greece, around me see ! The Spartan borne upon his shield Was not more free. Awake ! (not Greece — she is awake !) Awake, my spirit ! Think through whom Thy life-blood tracks its parent lake, And then strike home ! Tread those reviving passions down, Unworthy manhood ! unto thee Indifferent should the smile or frown Of beauty be. If thou...
Pàgina 41 - As clay hath seldom borne; his aspirations Have been beyond the dwellers of the earth, And they have only taught him what we know — That knowledge is not happiness, and science But an exchange of ignorance for that Which is another kind of ignorance.
Pàgina 42 - My mother Earth! And thou fresh breaking Day, and you, ye Mountains, Why are ye beautiful? I cannot love ye. And thou, the bright eye of the universe, That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight— thou shin'st not on my heart.
Pàgina 19 - Seek out — less often sought than found — A soldier's grave, for thee the best; Then look around and choose thy ground, And take thy rest.