Letters of Edward John TrelawnyH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1910 - 306 Seiten |
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affectionate anxious arrival boat body Brompton S.W. called Captain CLAIRE CLAIRMONT Colburn cremation DEAR CLARE dear friend DEAR MARY DEAR ROSSETTI DEAREST FRIEND death doubt Edward John Trelawny EDWARD TRELAWNY England English everything fate feel Florence friend E. J. TRELAWNY friendship Genoa give Godwin Greece Greeks hear heard heart Hogg hope Horace Smith interesting Ionian Islands Italy Jane knew Lady Leghorn Leigh Hunt letter live London Lord Byron Mary Shelley MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT SHELLEY Mavrocordato Medwin Millingen mind Missolonghi months never Odysseus pain Pelham Crescent Percy Pisa pleasure poet poet's Poste Restante present published received remember reply Rome Shelley's ship Sompting Stanhope talk tell things thought tion told Town Trelawny's Ulysses Via Reggio WILLIAM MICHAEL ROSSETTI wish woman word Worthing write written wrote Zante Zella
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Seite 59 - Ceres' daughter, Ere the God of Torment taught her How to frown and how to chide; With a waist and with a side White as Hebe's, when her zone...
Seite 73 - Trelawny, you must have heard I am going to Greece ; why do you not come to me? I can do nothing without you, and am exceedingly anxious to see you : pray come, for I am at last determined to go to Greece, it is the only place I was ever contented in. I am serious, and did not write before, as I might have given you a journey for nothing : they all say I can be of use to Greece ; I do not know how, nor do they ; but, at all events, let's go.
Seite 14 - We have been burning the bodies of Shelley and Williams on the sea-shore, to render them fit for removal and regular interment. You can have no idea what an extraordinary effect such a funeral pile has, on a desolate shore, with mountains in the back-ground and the sea before, and the singular appearance the salt and frankincense gave to the Same.
Seite 32 - Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends, Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny, Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment ; And here receive we from our father Stanley Lines of fair comfort and encouragement.
Seite 68 - His uncon' querable avarice prevented his supplying me with money, and a ' remnant of shame caused him to avoid me. . . . If he were mean, 'Trelawny more than balanced the moral account. His whole ' conduct during his last stay here has impressed us all with an ' affectionate regard, and a perfect faith in the unalterable goodness ' of his heart. They sailed together ; Lord Byron with £ 10,000, ' Trelawny with ,£50, and Lord Byron cowering before his eye for ' reasons you shall hear soon. The Guiccioli...
Seite 76 - The writer adds, after detailing the particulars of the poet's illness and death, "Your pardon, Stanhope, that I have thus turned aside from the great cause in which I am embarked. But this is no private grief. The world has lost its greatest man; I my best friend.
Seite 56 - Do you go to Greece? Lord Byron continues in the same mind. The G[uiccioli] is an obstacle — and certainly her situation is rather a difficult one. But he does not seem disposed to make a mountain of her resistance; and he is far more able to take a decided than a petty step in contradiction to the wishes of those about him.
Seite 73 - With all his faults I loved him truly : he is connected with "every event of the most interesting years of my wandering life ; " his every-day companion — we lived in ships, boats, and in houses " together, — we had no secrets, — no reserve, and, though we often "differed in opinion, never quarrelled. If it gave me pain witnessing " his frailties, he only wanted a little excitement to awaken and put "forth virtues that redeemed them all.
Seite 163 - Never, — neither you nor anybody else. Mary Shelley shall be written on my tomb, — and why ? I cannot tell, except that it is so pretty a name that though I were to preach to myself for years, I never should have the heart to get rid of it.
Seite 118 - I cannot help it ; to be in print, the subject of men's observations, of the bitter hard world's commentaries, to be attacked or defended, this ill becomes one who knows how little she possesses worthy to attract attention, and whose chief merit — VOL. ii 36 if it be one — is a love of that privacy which no woman can emerge from without regret Shelley's life must be written.