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... past , they speak Like Sibyls of the future : they have power- The tyranny of pleasure and of pain ; They make us what we were not - what they will , And shake us with the vision that's gone by , The dread of vanish'd shadows - Are they ...
... past , they speak Like Sibyls of the future : they have power- The tyranny of pleasure and of pain ; They make us what we were not - what they will , And shake us with the vision that's gone by , The dread of vanish'd shadows - Are they ...
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... past , and for The future , till the past be gulf'd in darkness , It is not of my search . - My mother Earth ! j- And thou fresh breaking Day , and you , ye Moun- tains , Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye . And thou , the bright ...
... past , and for The future , till the past be gulf'd in darkness , It is not of my search . - My mother Earth ! j- And thou fresh breaking Day , and you , ye Moun- tains , Why are ye beautiful ? I cannot love ye . And thou , the bright ...
Side 314
... past , My thoughts mistook themselves . Abbot . And wherefore so ? Man . I could not tame my nature down ; for he Must serve who fain would sway ; and soothe , and sue , And watch all time , and pry into all place , And be a living lie ...
... past , My thoughts mistook themselves . Abbot . And wherefore so ? Man . I could not tame my nature down ; for he Must serve who fain would sway ; and soothe , and sue , And watch all time , and pry into all place , And be a living lie ...
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Character of Present Interest in Byron | 1 |
Brief History of Byrons Reputation | 9 |
The Psychological Basis of Byrons Fame | 20 |
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