Lady Byron vindicated. A history of the Byron controversy, from its beginning in 1816 to the present time

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Página 30 - far hour shall wreak The deep prophetic fulness of this verse, And pile on human heads the mountain of my curse. That curse shall be forgiveness. Have I not,— Hear me, my Mother Earth ! behold it, Heaven,— Have I not had to wrestle with my lot ? Have I not suffered things to be forgiven ? Have I not had
Página 324 - Pride, which not a world could bow, Bows to thee, by thee forsaken; Even my soul forsakes me now. But 'tis done: all words are idle; Words from me are vainer still; But the thoughts we cannot bridle Force their way without the will. Fare thee well!—thus disunited, Torn from every nearer tie, Seared in heart,
Página 31 - not, but none Can be so wrapped in thee; thou art the friend To whom the shadows of far years extend. # # * » " » * ' To aid thy mind's developments, to watch The dawn of little joys, to sit and see Almost thy very growth, to view thee catch Knowledge of objects,—wonders yet to thee,—
Página 297 - This should have been a noble creature: be Hath all the energy which would have made A goodly frame of glorious elements, Had they been wisely mingled; as it is, It is an awful chaos,—light and darkness, And mind and dust, and passions and pure thoughts, Mixed, and contending without end or order.' The world can easily see, in Moore's
Página 296 - strength to kill; From thy own heart I then did wring The black blood in its blackest spring; From thy own smile I snatched the snake, For there it coiled as in a brake; From thy own lips I drew the charm Which gave all these their chiefest harm
Página 294 - well,' which he addressed to Lady Byron through the printer: — ' Fare thee well; and if for ever, S.till for ever fare thee well! Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst, thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Thou canst never know again ! Though my many faults defaced me, Could no
Página 328 - avenged, or turn them into friend; But thou in safe implacability Hadst nought to dread, in thy own weakness shielded And in my love, which hath but too much yielded, And spared, for thy sake, some I should not spare. And thus upon the world,—trust in thy truth, And the wild fame of my
Página 31 - From mighty wrongs to petty perfidy, Have I not seen what human things could do,— From the loud roar of foaming calumny, To the small whispers of the paltry few, And subtler venom of the reptile crew,
Página 30 - brain seared, my heart riven, Hopes sapped, name blighted, life's life lied away, And only not to desperation driven, Because not altogether of such clay As rots into the soul of those whom I survey
Página 327 - rott'st away, Even worms shall perish on thy poisonous clay. But for the love I bore, and still must bear , To her thy malice from all ties would tear, Thy name, thy human name, to every eye The climax of all scorn, should hang on high, Exalted o'er thy

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