Belgravia: A London Magazine, Volume 80Chatto and Windus, 1893 |
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Page 281 - I have led her home, my love, my only friend. There is none like her, none. And never yet so warmly ran my blood And sweetly, on and on Calming itself to the long-wish'd-for end, Full to the banks, close on the promised good. None like her, none. Just now the dry-tongued laurels...
Page 140 - Alas !" exclaims he. with a sudden burst of feeling, " why do I say my ? Our union would have healed feuds in which blood had been shed by our fathers ; it would have joined lands broad and rich ; it would have joined at least one heart, and two persons not ill-matched in years — and — and — and — what has been the result ?" But enough of Annesley Hall and the poetical themes connected with it.
Page 148 - While you are under the influence of passions, you only feel, but cannot describe them, — any more than, when in action, you could turn round and tell the story to your next neighbour! When all is over, — all, all, and irrevocable, — trust to memory — she is then but too faithful.
Page 260 - Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices, to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive...
Page 145 - He accordingly wrote on the moment, and, as soon as he had finished, his friend, remonstrating still strongly against his choice, took up the letter, but, on reading it over, observed, " Well, really, this is a very pretty letter; it is a pity it should not go. I never read a prettier one." " Then it shall go," said Lord Byron; and in so saying, sealed and sent off, on the instant, this fiat of his fate.
Page 373 - Well, my dear, they can't say we have brought you out to exhibit your beauty." Plain I certainly was, but I by no means always looked so ; and so great was the variation in my appearance at different times, that my comical old friend, Mrs. Fitzhugh, once exclaimed, " Fanny Kemble, you are the ugliest and the handsomest woman in London...
Page 377 - There is a fine fortune to be made by any young woman, of even decent talent, on the stage now." A fine fortune is a fine thing. To be sure, there remains a rather material question to settle, that of even "decent talent.
Page 381 - I was Juliet; the passion I was uttering sending hot waves of blushes all over my neck and shoulders, while the poetry sounded like music to me as I spoke it, with no consciousness of anything before me, utterly transported into the imaginary existence of the play. After this, I did not return into myself till all was over, and amid a tumultuous storm of applause, congratulation, tears, embraces, and a general joyous explosion of unutterable relief at the fortunate termination of my attempt, we went...
Page 137 - ... its powers. It was, indeed, not without truth, said of him by Goethe, that he was inspired by the Genius of Pain; for, from the first to the last of his agitated career, every fresh recruitment of his faculties was imbibed from that bitter source.