The Works of Lord Byron Novel Chapters
List of most recent chapters published for the The Works of Lord Byron novel. A total of 838 chapters have been translated and the release date of the last chapter is Apr 02, 2024
Latest Release: Chapter 1 : Byron's Poetical Works.Vol. 1.by Byron.PREFACE TO THE POEMS.The text of the present
Byron's Poetical Works.Vol. 1.by Byron.PREFACE TO THE POEMS.The text of the present issue of Lord Byron's Poetical Works is based on that of 'The Works of Lord Byron', in six volumes, 12mo, which was published by John Murray in 1831. T
- 1 Byron's Poetical Works.Vol. 1.by Byron.PREFACE TO THE POEMS.The text of the present issue of Lord Byron's Poetical Works is based on that of 'The Works of Lord Byron', in six volumes, 12mo, which was published by John Murray in 1831. T
- 2 HOURS OF IDLENESS AND OTHER EARLY POEMS.ON LEAVING NEWSTEAD ABBEY. [i]Why dost thou build the hall, Son of the winged days? Thou lookest from thy tower to-day: yet a few years, and the blast of the desart comes: it howls in thy empty court.-OSSIAN. [1]I.T
- 3 [4to. 'P. on V. Occasions'.]][Footnote v: 'Bids ye adieu!' [4to]][Footnote vi: 'Though a tear dims.' [4to]][Footnote vii: ''Tis nature, not fear, which commands his regret'.[4to]][Footnote viii: 'In the gr
- 4 1. In thee, I fondly hopd to clasp A friend, whom death alone could sever; Till envy, with malignant grasp, [i] Detachd thee from my breast for ever. 2. True, she has forcd thee from my _breast_, Yet, in my _heart_, thou keepst thy seat; [ii] There, there
- 5 3. Wheneer we meet my blushes rise, And mantle through my purpled cheek, But yet no blush to mine replies, Nor een your eyes your love bespeak. 4. Your voice alone declares your flame, And though so sweet it breathes my name, Our pa.s.sions still are not
- 6 8.These times are past, our joys are gone, You leave me, leave this happy vale; These scenes, I must retrace alone; Without thee, what will they avail?9.Who can conceive, who has not prov'd, The anguish of a last embrace?When, torn from all you fondl
- 7 ON A CHANGE OF MASTERS AT A GREAT PUBLIC SCHOOL. [1]Where are those honours, IDA! once your own, When Probus fill'd your magisterial throne?As ancient Rome, fast falling to disgrace, Hail'd a Barbarian in her Caesar's place, So you, degener
- 8 Animula! vagula, Blandula, Hospes, comesque corporis, Quae nunc abibis in Loca-- Pallidula, rigida, nudula, Nec, ut soles, dabis Jocos?TRANSLATION.Ah! gentle, fleeting, wav'ring Sprite, Friend and a.s.sociate of this clay!To what unknown region borne
- 9 1805. [Footnote 1: [To------.--[4to].]] [Footnote i: fall no curses.--[4to. P. on V. Occasions.]] TO CAROLINE. [1] 1. When I hear you express an affection so warm, Neer think, my belovd, that I do not believe; For your lip would the soul of suspicion disa
- 10 4.Again I behold where for hours I have ponder'd, As reclining, at eve, on yon tombstone [5] I lay; Or round the steep brow of the churchyard I wander'd, To catch the last gleam of the sun's setting ray.5.I once more view the room, with spe
- 11 THOUGHTS SUGGESTED BY A COLLEGE EXAMINATION.High in the midst, surrounded by his peers, Magnus [1] his ample front sublime uprears: [i]Plac'd on his chair of state, he seems a G.o.d, While Sophs [2] and Freshmen tremble at his nod; As all around sit
- 12 [Footnote viii: The 'reward's' scarce equal to the 'price' they pay.[4to]]TO MARY, ON RECEIVING HER PICTURE. [1]1.This faint resemblance of thy charms, (Though strong as mortal art could give,) My constant heart of fear disarms, R
- 13 Yet, let not canker'd Calumny a.s.sail, [viii]Or round her statesman wind her gloomy veil.FOX! o'er whose corse a mourning world must weep, Whose dear remains in honour'd marble sleep; For whom, at last, e'en hostile nations groan, Whi
- 14 [4to. 'P. on V. Occasions]]TO A BEAUTIFUL QUAKER. [1]Sweet girl! though only once we met, That meeting I shall ne'er forget; And though we ne'er may meet again, Remembrance will thy form retain; I would not say, "I love," but stil
- 15 8.Your cheek's soft bloom is unimpair'd, New beauties, still, are daily bright'ning, Your eye, for conquest beams prepar'd, [v]The forge of love's resistless lightning.9.Arm'd thus, to make their bosoms bleed, Many will thron
- 16 AN OCCASIONAL PROLOGUE, DELIVERED BY THE AUTHOR PREVIOUS TO THE PERFORMANCE OF "THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE" AT A PRIVATE THEATRE. [1]Since the refinement of this polish'd age Has swept immoral raillery from the stage; Since taste has now expung
- 17 Though souls are denied you by fools and by rakes, Should you own it yourselves, I would even then doubt you, Your nature so much of _celestial_ partakes, The Garden of Eden would wither without you. Southwell, _October_ 9, 1806. [Footnote 1: The letters
- 18 Her name still my heart must revere: With a sigh I resign, What I once thought was mine, And forgive her deceit with a _Tear_. 10. Ye friends of my heart, Ere from you I depart, This hope to my breast is most near: If again we shall meet, In this rural re
- 19 8. Then quit her, my friend! Your bosom defend, Ere quite with her snares youre beset: Lest your deep-wounded heart, When incensd by the smart, Should lead you to _curse_ the _coquette_. October 27, 1806. [vi] [Footnote 1: The letters "C. B. F. J. B.
- 20 Who reads false quant.i.ties in Seale, [5]Or puzzles o'er the deep triangle; Depriv'd of many a wholesome meal; [xi]In _barbarous Latin_ [6] doom'd to wrangle: 12.Renouncing every pleasing page, From authors of historic use; Preferring to t
- 21 [Footnote 5: Scales publication on Greek Metres displays considerable talent and ingenuity, but, as might be expected in so difficult a work, is not remarkable for accuracy. (An a.n.a.lysis of the Greek Metres; for the use of students at the University of
- 22 2. Since your _beautiful_ maid, Your flame has repaid, No more I your folly regret; Shes now most divine, And I bow at the shrine, Of this quickly reformed coquette. 3. Yet still, I must own, [i] I should never have known, From _your verses_, what else sh
- 23 THE CORNELIAN. [1] 1. No specious splendour of this stone Endears it to my memory ever; With l.u.s.tre _only once_ it shone, And blushes modest as the giver. [i] 2. Some, who can sneer at friends.h.i.+ps ties, Have, for my weakness, oft reprovd me; Yet st
- 24 [Footnote 1: "Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do intreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return."Shakespeare.][Footnote i: 'To A----'. [4to] ]LINES ADDRESSED TO A YOUNG LADY.[1][As the a
- 25 TRANSLATION OF THE EPITAPH ON VIRGIL AND TIBULLUS, BY DOMITIUS MARSUS. He who, sublime, in epic numbers rolld, And he who struck the softer lyre of Love, By Deaths _unequal_[1] hand alike contrould, Fit comrades in Elysian regions move! [Footnote: 1. The
- 26 POEMS ON VARIOUS OCCASIONS TO M. S. G. 1. Wheneer I view those lips of thine, Their hue invites my fervent kiss; Yet, I forego that bliss divine, Alas! it were--unhallowd bliss. 2. Wheneer I dream of that pure breast, How could I dwell upon its snows! Yet
- 27 TO M. S. G. [1] 1. When I dream that you love me, youll surely forgive; Extend not your anger to sleep; For in visions alone your affection can live,-- I rise, and it leaves me to weep. 2. Then, Morpheus! envelop my faculties fast, Shed oer me your languo
- 28 What are visions like these, to the first kiss of love?6.Oh! cease to affirm that man, since his birth, [vii]From Adam, till now, has with wretchedness strove; Some portion of Paradise still is on earth, And Eden revives, in the first kiss of love.7.When
- 29 Hours of my youth! when, nurtur'd in my breast, To Love a stranger, Friends.h.i.+p made me blest,-- Friends.h.i.+p, the dear peculiar bond of youth, When every artless bosom throbs with truth; Untaught by worldly wisdom how to feign, And check each i
- 30 ['MS. M.']See also allusion in letter to Mr. Henry Drury, June 25, 1809.--Moore's 'Note'.][Footnote 6: On the retirement of Dr. Drury, three candidates for the vacant chair presented themselves--Messrs. Drury, Evans, and Butler. O
- 31 Those beauties, grateful to my ardent sight, No more entrance my senses in delight; Those bosoms, form'd of animated snow, Alike are tasteless and unfeeling now.These to some happier lover, I resign; The memory of those joys alone is mine.Censure no
- 32 [Footnote xiii: 'As speakers, each supports a rival name, Though neither seeks to d.a.m.n the other's fame, Pomposus sits, unequal to decide, With youthful candour, we the palm divide.'-- ['P. on V. Occasions']][Footnote xiv:
- 33 The mouldering marble lasts its day, Yet falls at length an useless fane; To Ruin's ruthless fangs a prey, The wrecks of pillar'd Pride remain.10.What, though the sculpture be destroy'd, From dark Oblivion meant to guard; A bright renown sh
- 34 _Still, hope-beaming peace._ [P. on V. Occasions.]] LINES. [i] ADDRESSED TO THE REV. J. T. BECHER, [1] ON HIS ADVISING THE AUTHOR TO MIX MORE WITH SOCIETY. 1. Dear BECHER, you tell me to mix with mankind; I cannot deny such a precept is wise; But retireme
- 35 ANSWER TO SOME ELEGANT VERSES SENT BY A FRIEND TO THE AUTHOR, COMPLAINING THAT ONE OF HIS DESCRIPTIONS WAS RATHER TOO WARMLY DRAWN."But if any old Lady, Knight, Priest, or Physician, Should condemn me for printing a second edition; If good Madam Squi
- 36 7.A Monarch bade thee from that wild arise, Where Sherwood's outlaws, once, were wont to prowl; And Superst.i.tion's crimes, of various dyes, Sought shelter in the Priest's protecting cowl.8.Where, now, the gra.s.s exhales a murky dew, The
- 37 Soon a new Morn's restoring beams dispel The clouds of Anarchy from Britain's skies; The fierce Usurper seeks his native h.e.l.l, And Nature triumphs, as the Tyrant dies.27.With storms she welcomes his expiring groans; Whirlwinds, responsive, gr
- 38 [Footnote 14: An indication of Byrons feelings towards Newstead in his younger days will be found in his letter to his mother of March 6, 1809.] [Footnote i: Hours of Idleness.] [Footnote ii: Soon as the twilight winds a waning shade.-- [P. on V. Occasion
- 39 [Footnote i: 'To----'.['Hours of Idleness, Poems O. and Translated]][Footnote ii.'However, dear S----'.['Hours of Idleness, Poems O. and Translated'.]]DAMaeTAS. [1]In law an infant, [2] and in years a boy, In mind a slav
- 40 2.But often has yon rolling moon, On Alva's casques of silver play'd; And view'd, at midnight's silent noon, Her chiefs in gleaming mail array'd: 3.And, on the crimson'd rocks beneath, Which scowl o'er ocean's sulle
- 41 And Oscar claim'd the beauteous bride, And Angus on his Oscar smil'd: It soothed the father's feudal pride Thus to obtain Glenalvon's child.22.Hark! to the Pibroch's pleasing note, Hark! to the swelling nuptial song, In joyous str
- 42 40.For youthful Allan still remain'd, And, now, his father's only joy: And Mora's heart was quickly gain'd, For beauty crown'd the fair-hair'd boy.41.She thought that Oscar low was laid, And Allan's face was wondrous fai
- 43 59.The crimson glow of Allan's face Was turn'd at once to ghastly hue; The drops of death each other chace, Adown in agonizing dew.60.Thrice did he raise the goblet high, And thrice his lips refused to taste; For thrice he caught the stranger
- 44 77. What minstrel grey, what h.o.a.ry bard, Shall Allans deeds on harp-strings raise? The song is glorys chief reward, But who can strike a murdrers praise? 78. Unstrung, untouchd, the harp must stand, No minstrel dare the theme awake; Guilt would benumb
- 45 'The Trumpet's blast with these accords To sound the clash of hostile swords-- Be mine the softer, sweeter care To soothe the young and virgin Fair'.['MS. Newstead'.]]FROM ANACREON.[Greek: Mesonuktiois poth h_opais, k.t.l.] [1]ODE
- 46 Then in his warm embrace the boys he press'd, And, quivering, strain'd them to his aged breast; With tears the burning cheek of each bedew'd, And, sobbing, thus his first discourse renew'd:-- 130 "What gift, my countrymen, what ma
- 47 [P. on V. Occasions.] --they hold the nightly guard. [Hours of Idleness.]] [Footnote iii: And Love, and Life alike the glory spurned. [MS. Newstead.]] [Footnote iv: Then Nisus, "Ah, my friend--why thus suspect Thy youthful breast admits of no defect.
- 48 --disportive playd. [MS. Newstead.]] [Footnote xvii: By hunger prest, the keeper lulld to sleep In slaughter thus a Lyons fangs may steep. [MS. Newstead.]] [Footnote xviii: Through teeming herds unchecked, unawed, he roams. [MS. Newstead.]] [Footnote xix:
- 49 TRANSLATION FROM THE "MEDEA" OF EURIPIDES [Ll. 627-660].[Greek: Erotes hyper men agan, K.T.L.[1]]1.When fierce conflicting pa.s.sions urge The breast, where love is wont to glow, What mind can stem the stormy surge Which rolls the tide of human
- 50 Round Loch na Garr, while the stormy mist gathers, Winter presides in his cold icy car: Clouds, there, encircle the forms of my Fathers; They dwell in the tempests of dark Loch na Garr.4."Ill starr'd, [3] though brave, did no visions foreboding
- 51 'Where every girl--.'['MS. Newstead'.]][Footnote ii: 'But quit at once thy realms of air Thy mingling--.'['MS. Newstead'.]][Footnote iii: 'Auspicious bards--.'['MS. Newstead'.]][Footnote iv:
- 52 [Footnote v: '--the mountain of Morven.'['MS. Newstead'.]]TO EDWARD NOEL LONG, ESQ. [i] [1]"Nil ego contulerim jucundo sa.n.u.s amico."--HORACE.Dear LONG, in this sequester'd scene, [ii]While all around in slumber lie, T
- 53 Since we have met, I learnt to mourn. [MS. Newstead.] ] [Footnote viii: And caves their sullen war--. [MS. Newstead.] ] [Footnote ix: --thank Heaven are flown. [MS. Newstead.]] [Footnote x: In truth dear L----. [Hours of Idleness. Poems O. and T.] ] [Foot
- 54 7.Yet all this giddy waste of years, This tiresome round of palling pleasures; These varied loves, these matrons' fears, These thoughtless strains to Pa.s.sion's measures-- 8.If thou wert mine, had all been hush'd:-- This cheek, now pale fr
- 55 [Footnote 1: Morven, a lofty mountain in Aberdeens.h.i.+re. "Gormal of snow"is an expression frequently to be found in Ossian.][Footnote 2: This will not appear extraordinary to those who have been accustomed to the mountains. It is by no means
- 56 ['Poems O. and T.']]TO THE EARL OF CLARE. [i]Tu semper amoris Sis memor, et cari comitis ne abscedat imago.VAL. FLAC. 'Argonaut', iv. 36.1.Friend of my youth! when young we rov'd, Like striplings, mutually belov'd, With Frien
- 57 May no delights decoy!O'er roses may your footsteps move, Your smiles be ever smiles of love, Your tears be tears of joy!16.Oh! if you wish that happiness Your coming days and years may bless, And virtues crown your brow; Be still as you were wont to
- 58 7.Fain would I fly the haunts of men [2]-- I seek to shun, not hate mankind; My breast requires the sullen glen, Whose gloom may suit a darken'd mind.Oh! that to me the wings were given, Which bear the turtle to her nest!Then would I cleave the vault
- 59 REMEMBRANCE.'Tis done!--I saw it in my dreams: No more with Hope the future beams; My days of happiness are few: Chill'd by Misfortune's wintry blast, My dawn of Life is overcast; Love, Hope, and Joy, alike adieu!Would I could add Remembran
- 60 'Life', p. 41.]SOLILOQUY OF A BARD IN THE COUNTRY. [1]'Twas now the noon of night, and all was still, Except a hapless Rhymer and his quill.In vain he calls each Muse in order down, Like other females, these will sometimes frown; He frets,
- 61 My Lycus! [3] wherefore dost thou weep?Thy falling tears restrain; Affection for a time may sleep, But, oh, 'twill wake again.Think, think, my friend, when next we meet, Our long-wished interview, how sweet!From this my hope of rapture springs; While
- 62 8 Shall these, by creeds they can't expound, Prepare a fancied bliss or woe?Shall reptiles, groveling on the ground, Their great Creator's purpose know?9 Shall those, who live for self alone, [i]Whose years float on in daily crime-- Shall they,
- 63 OSSIAN'S ADDRESS TO THE SUN IN "CARTHON." [1]Oh! thou that roll'st above thy glorious Fire, Round as the s.h.i.+eld which grac'd my G.o.dlike Sire, Whence are the beams, O Sun! thy endless blaze, Which far eclipse each minor Glory
- 64 Oh! little lock of golden hue In gently waving ringlet curl'd, By the dear head on which you grew, I would not lose you for _a world_.Not though a thousand more adorn The polished brow where once you shone, Like rays which guild a cloudless sky [i]Be
- 65 THE ADIEU.WRITTEN UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT THE AUTHOR WOULD SOON DIE.1.Adieu, thou Hill! [1] where early joy Spread roses o'er my brow; Where Science seeks each loitering boy With knowledge to endow.Adieu, my youthful friends or foes, Partners of fo
- 66 [Footnote 2: Mrs. Pigots Cottage.] [Footnote 3: The river Grete, at Southwell.] [Footnote 4: Mary Chaworth.] [Footnote 5: Compare the verses on "The Cornelian," p. 66, and "Pignus Amoris," p. 231.] [Footnote 6: See note to "Pignus
- 67 TO A VAIN LADY. [1] 1 Ah, heedless girl! why thus disclose What neer was meant for other ears; Why thus destroy thine own repose, And dig the source of future tears? 2 Oh, thou wilt weep, imprudent maid, While lurking envious foes will smile, For all the
- 68 EGOTISM. A LETTER TO J. T. BECHER. [1] [Greek: Heauton bur_on aeidei.] 1. If Fate should seal my Death to-morrow, (Though much _I_ hope she will _postpone_ it,) Ive held a share _Joy_ and _Sorrow_, Enough for _Ten_; and _here_ I _own_ it. 2. Ive lived, as
- 69 Say, Becher, I shall be forgiven! If you dont warrant my salvation, I must resign all Hopes of Heaven! For, Faith, I cant withstand Temptation. P.S.--These were written between one and two, after midnight. I have not corrected, or revised. Yours, BYRON. [
- 70 ON FINDING A FAN. [1] 1. In one who felt as once he felt, This might, perhaps, have fannd the flame; But now his heart no more will melt, Because that heart is not the same. 2. As when the ebbing flames are low, The aid which once improved their light, An
- 71 9. And soon shall its wild erring notes be forgot, Since early affection and love is oercast: Oh! blest had my Fate been, and happy my lot, Had the first strain of love been the dearest, the last. 10. Farewell, my young Muse! since we now can neer meet; [
- 72 9. And as he, with his boys, shall revisit this spot, He will tell them in whispers more softly to tread. Oh! surely, by these I shall neer be forgot; Remembrance still hallows the dust of the dead. 10. And here, will they say, when in Lifes glowing prime
- 73 1. Those flaxen locks, those eyes of blue Bright as thy mothers in their hue; Those rosy lips, whose dimples play And smile to steal the heart away, Recall a scene of former joy, And touch thy fathers heart, my Boy! 2. And thou canst lisp a fathers name--
- 74 3. But Breeze of night again forbear, In softest murmurs only sigh: Let not a Zephyrs pinion dare To lift those auburn locks on high. 4. Chill is thy Breath, thou breeze of night! Oh! ruffle not those lids of Snow; For only Mornings cheering light May wak
- 75 June 10, 1808. [First published, 1809][Footnote 1: This copy of verses, with eight others, originally appeared in a volume published in 1809 by J. C. Hobhouse, under the t.i.tle of _Imitations and Translations, From the Ancient and Modern Cla.s.sics, Toge
- 76 Forget the fair one, and your fate delay; If not avert, at least defer the day, When you beneath the female yoke shall bend, And lose your _wit_, your _temper_, and your _friend_. [A] Trin. Coll. Camb., 1808.] [Sub-Footnote A: In his mothers copy of Hobho
- 77 _A Love Song. To----. [Imit. and Transl., p. 197.] [Footnote ii: _Remind me not, remind me not_. [MS. L.] ] [Footnote iii: _Must still_. [MS. L.] ] TO A YOUTHFUL FRIEND. [i] 1. Few years have pa.s.sd since thou and I Were firmest friends, at least in name
- 78 Can we reverse the general plan, Nor be what all in turn must be? 12. No; for myself, so dark my fate Through every turn of life hath been; Man and the World so much I hate, I care not when I quit the scene. 13. But thou, with spirit frail and light, Wilt
- 79 LINES INSCRIBED UPON A CUP FORMED FROM A SKULL. [1] 1. Start not--nor deem my spirit fled: In me behold the only skull, From which, unlike a living head, Whatever flows is never dull. 2. I lived, I loved, I quaffd, like thee: I died: let earth my bones re
- 80 5. [iii]Mary, adieu! I must away: While thou art blest I'll not repine; But near thee I can never stay; My heart would soon again be thine.6.I deem'd that Time, I deem'd that Pride, Had quench'd at length my boyish flame; Nor knew, til
- 81 _I knew but one unchangd--and here he lies.-- [_Imit. and Transl_., p. 191.] ] TO A LADY, [1] ON BEING ASKED MY REASON FOR QUITTING ENGLAND IN THE SPRING. [i] 1. When Man, expelld from Edens bowers, A moment lingerd near the gate, Each scene recalld the v
- 82 3. In the days of my youth, when the hearts in its spring, And dreams that Affection can never take wing, I had friends!--who has not?--but what tongue will avow, That friends, rosy wine! are so faithful as thou? 4. The heart of a mistress some boy may es
- 83 8. To think of every early scene, Of what we are, and what weve been, Would whelm some softer hearts with woe-- But mine, alas! has stood the blow; Yet still beats on as it begun, And never truly loves but one. 9. And who that dear lovd one may be, Is not
- 84 POPE.PREFACE [1]All my friends, learned and unlearned, have urged me not to publish this Satire with my name. If I were to be "turned from the career of my humour by quibbles quick, and paper bullets of the brain" I should have complied with the
- 85 And LITTLE'S Lyrics s.h.i.+ne in hot-pressed twelves. [17]Thus saith the _Preacher_: "Nought beneath the sun Is new," [18] yet still from change to change we run. 130 What varied wonders tempt us as they pa.s.s!The Cow-pox, Tractors, Galvan
- 86 Oh, AMOS COTTLE!--Phoebus! what a name To fill the speaking-trump of future fame!-- 400 Oh, AMOS COTTLE! for a moment think What meagre profits spring from pen and ink!When thus devoted to poetic dreams, Who will peruse thy prost.i.tuted reams?Oh! pen per
- 87 Of piteous ruin, which ourselves have made; In Plenty's suns.h.i.+ne Fortune's minions bask, Nor think of Poverty, except "en masque," [100]When for the night some lately t.i.tled a.s.s Appears the beggar which his grandsire was, The c
- 88 When Fame's loud trump hath blown its n.o.blest blast, Though long the sound, the echo sleeps at last; And glory, like the Phoenix [145] midst her fires, Exhales her odours, blazes, and expires. 960 Shall h.o.a.ry Granta call her sable sons, Expert i
- 89 [Footnote 9: The proverbial "Joe" Miller, an actor by profession (1684-1738), was a man of no education, and is said to have been unable to read. His reputation rests mainly on the book of jests compiled after his death, and attributed to him by
- 90 Both publishers eagerly accepted the proposal.""A severe and unjust review of 'Marmion' by Jeffrey appeared in [the 'Edinburgh Review' for April] 1808, accusing Scott of a mercenary spirit in writing for money. ... Scott was
- 91 To judge from his letters to his mother and other evidence (Scott's testimony, for instance), he was a kindly, well-intentioned man, but lacking in humour. When his father condemned the indecency of the 'Monk', he a.s.sured him "that h
- 92 [Book III. II. 165, 166, Pope wrote, "And makes night," etc.]][Footnote 53: See Bowles's late edition of Pope's works, for which he received three hundred pounds. [Twelve hundred guineas.--'British Bards'.] Thus Mr. B. has ex
- 93 One of the princ.i.p.al pieces is a 'Song on the Recovery of Thor's Hammer': the translation is a pleasant chant in the vulgar tongue, and endeth thus:-- "Instead of money and rings, I wot, The hammer's bruises were her lot.Thus O
- 94 [Footnote 89: In all editions, previous to the fifth, it was, "Kemble lives to tread." Byron used to say, that, of actors, "Cooke was the most natural, Kemble the most supernatural, Kean the medium between the two; but that Mrs. Siddons was
- 95 Before, however, the revised Satire was sent to the press, Carlisle ignored his cousin's request to introduce him on taking his seat in the House of Lords, and, to avenge the slight, eighteen lines of castigation supplanted the flattering couplet. Lo
- 96 [Footnote 130: Henry Kirke White died at Cambridge, in October 1806, in consequence of too much exertion in the pursuit of studies that would have matured a mind which disease and poverty could not impair, and which Death itself destroyed rather than subd
- 97 In August, 1808 (iii. 78-86), there is a critique on 'Poems Original and Translated', in which the bear plays many parts. The writer "is without his bear and is himself muzzled," etc. Towards the close of the article a solemn sentence
- 98 [Footnote ii: But thou, at least, mine own especial quill Dipt in the dew drops from Parna.s.sus hill, Shalt ever honoured and regarded be, By more beside no doubt, yet still by me. [MS. M.] ] [Footnote iii: And men through life her willing slaves obey. [
- 99 [MS. First to Fourth Editions]] [Footnote xvi: --though lesser bards content-- [British Bards] [Footnote xvii: How well the subject. [MS. First to Fourth Editions.]] [Footnote xviii: A fellow feeling makes us wondrous kind.-- [British Bards, First to Four
- 100 [Footnote xxix: But to soft themes. [British Bards, First Edition.] ] [Footnote x.x.x: The Bard has wove. [British Bards.] ] [Footnote x.x.xi: If Pope, since mortal, not untaught to err Again demand a dull biographer. [MS.]] [Footnote x.x.xii: Too much in