The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals,John Murray, 1833 |
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... thou my good , ' are from that very poem , from the mouth of Satan ; and is there any thing But here why , really , no great lengths I've gone - Big wigs and buzz were always my disdain- But my poor shoulders why throw all the guilt on ...
... thou my good , ' are from that very poem , from the mouth of Satan ; and is there any thing But here why , really , no great lengths I've gone - Big wigs and buzz were always my disdain- But my poor shoulders why throw all the guilt on ...
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... thou , my eldest born , art silent still . Cain . ' Tis better I should be so . Adam . Cain . I have nought to ask . ( 1 ) Adam . Cain . Wherefore so ? Nor aught to thank for ? ( 2 ) No. these upon me . " - " All this is well , " I said ...
... thou , my eldest born , art silent still . Cain . ' Tis better I should be so . Adam . Cain . I have nought to ask . ( 1 ) Adam . Cain . Wherefore so ? Nor aught to thank for ? ( 2 ) No. these upon me . " - " All this is well , " I said ...
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... thou plant the tree of know- ledge ? [ life ? Cain . And wherefore pluck'd ye not the tree of Ye might have then defied him . Adam . Oh ! my son , Blaspheme not : these are serpents ' words . Cain . Why not ? The snake spoke truth : it ...
... thou plant the tree of know- ledge ? [ life ? Cain . And wherefore pluck'd ye not the tree of Ye might have then defied him . Adam . Oh ! my son , Blaspheme not : these are serpents ' words . Cain . Why not ? The snake spoke truth : it ...
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... thou not , my brother ? Abel . Why wilt thou wear this gloom upon thy brow , Which can avail thee nothing , save to rouse The Eternal anger ? Adah . My beloved Cain , No , Adah ! no ; Wilt thou frown even on me ? Cain . I fain would be ...
... thou not , my brother ? Abel . Why wilt thou wear this gloom upon thy brow , Which can avail thee nothing , save to rouse The Eternal anger ? Adah . My beloved Cain , No , Adah ! no ; Wilt thou frown even on me ? Cain . I fain would be ...
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... thou ? Lucifer . Master of spirits . Cain . And being so , canst thou Leave them , and walk with dust ? Lucifer . I know the thoughts Of dust , and feel for it , and with you . Cain . You know my thoughts ? How ! Lucifer . They are the ...
... thou ? Lucifer . Master of spirits . Cain . And being so , canst thou Leave them , and walk with dust ? Lucifer . I know the thoughts Of dust , and feel for it , and with you . Cain . You know my thoughts ? How ! Lucifer . They are the ...
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Page 70 - There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distil it out, For our bad neighbour makes us early stirrers, Which is both healthful, and good husbandry : Besides, they are our outward consciences, And preachers to us all ; admonishing, That we should 'dress us fairly for our end. Thus may we gather honey from the weed, And make a moral of the devil himself.
Page 358 - 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...
Page 266 - For ever tomb'd beneath the stone, Where — taming thought to human pride ! — The mighty chiefs sleep side by side. Drop upon Fox's grave the tear, 'Twill trickle to his rival's bier ; O'er PiTT'S the mournful requiem sound, And Fox's shall the notes rebound.
Page 22 - My father could not keep his place in Eden. What had / done in this ? — I was unborn : I sought not to be born ; nor love the state To which that birth has brought me. Why did he Yield to the serpent and the woman ? or, Yielding, why suffer ? What was there in this...
Page 359 - The land of honourable death Is here: — up to the field, and give Away thy breath! 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.
Page 5 - Evil, be thou my good,' are from that very poem, from the mouth of Satan ; and is there any thing more in that of Lucifer in the Mystery? ' Cain' is nothing more than a drama, not a piece of argument. If Lucifer and Cain speak as the first murderer and the first rebel may be supposed to speak...
Page 359 - 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. The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory and Greece, around me see ! The Spartan, borne upon his shield, Was not more free.
Page 326 - Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith; and there are times, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart Authentic tidings of invisible things; Of ebb and flow, and ever-during power; And central peace, subsisting at the heart Of endless agitation.
Page 281 - The blest Alliance, which says three are all ! An earthly Trinity ! which wears the shape Of heaven's, as man is mimicked by the ape. A pious unity ! in purpose one — To melt three fools to a Napoleon.
Page 1 - Now the serpent was more subtil than any beast of the field which the LORD GOD had made. And he said unto the woman, Yea, hath GOD said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden...