Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, 第 4 卷John Murray, 1833 |
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第 279 頁
... Pulci's Mor- gante Maggiore , and have half done it ; but these last days of the Carnival confuse and interrupt every thing . " I have not yet sent off the Cantos , and have some doubt whether they ought to be published , for they have ...
... Pulci's Mor- gante Maggiore , and have half done it ; but these last days of the Carnival confuse and interrupt every thing . " I have not yet sent off the Cantos , and have some doubt whether they ought to be published , for they have ...
第 281 頁
... Pulci- translating- servilely translating , stanza for stanza , and line for line two octaves every night , the same allowance as at Venice . - " Would you call at your banker's at Bologna , and ask him for some letters lying there for ...
... Pulci- translating- servilely translating , stanza for stanza , and line for line two octaves every night , the same allowance as at Venice . - " Would you call at your banker's at Bologna , and ask him for some letters lying there for ...
第 283 頁
... Pulci , which I will transcribe and send . It is the parent , not only of Whistlecraft , but of all jocose Italian poetry . You must print it side by side with the original Italian , because I wish the reader to judge of the fidelity ...
... Pulci , which I will transcribe and send . It is the parent , not only of Whistlecraft , but of all jocose Italian poetry . You must print it side by side with the original Italian , because I wish the reader to judge of the fidelity ...
第 286 頁
... Pulci and I are waiting for you with impatience ; but I suppose we must give way to the attraction of the Bolognese galleries for a time . I know nothing of pictures myself , and care almost as little : but to me there are none like the ...
... Pulci and I are waiting for you with impatience ; but I suppose we must give way to the attraction of the Bolognese galleries for a time . I know nothing of pictures myself , and care almost as little : but to me there are none like the ...
第 292 頁
... not in a periodical paper , and there you tacked it , without a word of explanation . If this is published , publish it with the original , and together - with the Pulci translation , or the Dante imitation . 292 1820 . NOTICES OF THE.
... not in a periodical paper , and there you tacked it , without a word of explanation . If this is published , publish it with the original , and together - with the Pulci translation , or the Dante imitation . 292 1820 . NOTICES OF THE.
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第 255 頁 - Twas twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters ; like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail. Thus to their hopeless eyes...
第 194 頁 - Oh, Love! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved? Ah why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to die — Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish.
第 206 頁 - 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.
第 173 頁 - I greatly fear that the Guiccioli is going into a consumption, to which her constitution tends. Thus it is with every thing and every body for whom I feel any thing like a real attachment; — "War, death, or discord,
第 163 頁 - Venice, gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long.
第 253 頁 - I should like to know who has been carried off, except poor dear me. I have been more ravished myself than anybody since the Trojan war...
第 195 頁 - But you will recognise the hand-writing of him who passionately loved you, and you will divine that, over a book which was yours, he could only think of love. In that word, beautiful in all languages, but most so in yours — Amor mio — is comprised my existence here and hereafter.
第 135 頁 - Sheridan, never mind the angry lies of.the humbug Whigs. Recollect that he was an Irishman and a clever fellow, and that we have had some very pleasant days with him. Don't forget that he was at school at Harrow, where, in my time, we used to show his name — RB Sheridan, 1765, — as an honour to the walls. Remember * *. Depend upon it that there were worse folks going, of that gang, than ever Sheridan was.
第 41 頁 - In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear: Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy!
第 346 頁 - ... ever started. He tells us that the surfaces of all bodies are perpetually flying off from their respective bodies, one after another; and that these surfaces or thin cases that included each other whilst they were joined in the body like the coats of an onion, are sometimes seen entire when they are separated from it; by which means we often behold the shapes and shadows of persons who are either dead or absent.