 Byron was not all Byron; one small part Bore the impression of a human heart. Guided by no clear love-star's panting light, Thro' the sharp surges of a northern night, In Satire's narrow strait he swam the best, Scattering the foam that hist about his...  A Satire on Satirists, and Admonition to Detractors - 21 psl.autoriai: Walter Savage Landor - 1836 - 38 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Walter Savage Landor - 1876 - 532 psl.
...none. He bared his own broad vices, but the knots Of the loud scourge fell sorest upon Scots. ***** Byron was not all Byron ; one small part Bore the...Scottish saltness caught his rabid thirst. Praise Keats . . " I think I've heard of him." " With you Shelley stands foremost." . . And his lip was blue. "I... | |
 | Walter Savage Landor - 1876 - 538 psl.
...Byron ; one small part Bore the impression of a human heart. Guided by no clear love-star's punting light Thro' the sharp surges of a northern night,...Scottish saltness caught his rabid thirst. Praise Keats . . " I think I've heard of him." "With you Shelley stands foremost." . . And his lip was blue. "I... | |
 | Lady Strachey (Jane Maria) - 1894 - 376 psl.
...surges of a northern night, In Satire's narrow strait he swam the best, Scattering the foam that hiss'd about his breast. He, who might else have been more...first From Scottish saltness caught his rabid thirst. From To Wordsworth. [18..6 A MARSH, where only flat leaves lie, And showing but the broken sky, Too... | |
 | Estelle Davenport Adams - 1894 - 432 psl.
...And sun his soul in heaven's pure day. JAMES MONTGOMERY : A Theme for a Poet "^ f In Satire's nanow strait he swam the best, Scattering the foam that hist about his breast. LANDOR : Miscellaneous Poems, cxvi. r . . . may not Byron, dark and grand, compete With him who sung... | |
 | Sir Henry John Newbolt - 1922 - 1032 psl.
...never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee. BYRON AND THE REST BYRON was not a/Z Byron ; one small part Bore the impression of a human...more tender, first From Scottish saltness caught his rapid thirst. Praise Keats . . . " I think I've heard of him." " With you Shelley stands foremost."... | |
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