The Best of ByronRonald Press Company, 1947 - 795 pages |
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Page 148
... cold treason of thy heart , Might still have risen from out the grave of strife , And found a nobler duty than to part . But of thy virtues didst thou make a vice , Trafficking with them in a purpose cold , For present anger , and for ...
... cold treason of thy heart , Might still have risen from out the grave of strife , And found a nobler duty than to part . But of thy virtues didst thou make a vice , Trafficking with them in a purpose cold , For present anger , and for ...
Page 324
... Cold - cold - even to the heart- But yet one prayer - Alas how fares it with thee ? Man . Old man ! ' t is not so difficult to die . [ MANFRED expires . Abbot . He's gone - his soul hath ta'en its earthless flight ; Whither ? I dread to ...
... Cold - cold - even to the heart- But yet one prayer - Alas how fares it with thee ? Man . Old man ! ' t is not so difficult to die . [ MANFRED expires . Abbot . He's gone - his soul hath ta'en its earthless flight ; Whither ? I dread to ...
Page 706
... cold . As you say his illness originates in cold , I trust it will get no further . Mr. Whistlecraft has no greater admirer than my- self . I have written a story in 89 stanzas , in imita- tion of him , called Beppo ( the short name for ...
... cold . As you say his illness originates in cold , I trust it will get no further . Mr. Whistlecraft has no greater admirer than my- self . I have written a story in 89 stanzas , in imita- tion of him , called Beppo ( the short name for ...
Contents
Character of Present Interest in Byron | 1 |
Brief History of Byrons Reputation | 9 |
The Psychological Basis of Byrons Fame | 20 |
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