The Best of ByronRonald Press Company, 1947 - 795 pages |
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Page 98
... Late , late to - night will Dian cheer The swain , and chase the boatman's fear ; Till then - no beacon on the cliff May shape the course of struggling skiff ; The scatter'd lights that skirt the bay , All , one by one , have died away ...
... Late , late to - night will Dian cheer The swain , and chase the boatman's fear ; Till then - no beacon on the cliff May shape the course of struggling skiff ; The scatter'd lights that skirt the bay , All , one by one , have died away ...
Page 313
... late - is this fidelity ? " Abbot . And what of this ? Man . " It is too late ! " Abbot . I answer with the Roman— It never can be so , To reconcile thyself with thy own soul , And thy own soul with heaven . Hast thou no hope ? ' Tis ...
... late - is this fidelity ? " Abbot . And what of this ? Man . " It is too late ! " Abbot . I answer with the Roman— It never can be so , To reconcile thyself with thy own soul , And thy own soul with heaven . Hast thou no hope ? ' Tis ...
Page 473
... late been spinning ! I said the small pox has gone out of late ; 1040 Perhaps it may be follow'd by the great . CXXXI ' Tis said the great came from America ; Perhaps it may set out on its return , - The population there so spreads ...
... late been spinning ! I said the small pox has gone out of late ; 1040 Perhaps it may be follow'd by the great . CXXXI ' Tis said the great came from America ; Perhaps it may set out on its return , - The population there so spreads ...
Contents
Character of Present Interest in Byron | 1 |
Brief History of Byrons Reputation | 9 |
The Psychological Basis of Byrons Fame | 20 |
Copyright | |
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