February 2012
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Jenny Kissed Me
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I’m weary, say I’m sad,
Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I’m growing old, but add,
Jenny kissed me.
-James Henry Leigh Hunt
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“The day drags through though storms keep out the sun;
And thus the heart will...”
– Child Harold’s Pilgrimage, Lord Byron, st. 32
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“O Mirth and Innocence! O milk and water! Ye happy mixtures of more happy days.”
—Lord Byron, Beppo. Stanza 80.
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The Problem with Defining Romanticism
“When the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood turned themselves into a school, they knew exactly how they wanted to challenge received notions about pictorial representation: the Imagists published a manifesto of sorts in Blast that represented an agreed line of attack.
The British Romantics could not have done this. Blake, Wordsworth, Coleridge, Byron,...
January 2012
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“When my cats aren’t happy, I’m not happy. Not because I care about their mood...”
– - Percy Bysshe Shelley (via romanticpoets)
I am 100% sure Shelley never said this, so I’m really confused about why it keeps being attributed to him! I vaguely remember once finding the actual source (possibly a female comedian?), but either way, definitely not Shelley! Misattributed quotes...
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“Afric is all the sun’s, and as her earth/ Her human clay is kindled; full of power/ For good or evil, burning from its birth/ The Moorish blood partakes the planet’s hour/ And like the soil beneath it will bring forth:/ Beauty and love…”
—Lord Byron, “Don Juan, Canto 4.” St. 56.
People sometimes get so caught up in Byron’s personality and outrageous behaviour that his...
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“For my part I had rather be damned with Plato and Lord Bacon, than go to heaven...”
– Percy Bysshe Shelley
“Letter writing is the only device for combining solitude with good company.”
– Lord Byron (via fuckyeah-lordbyron)
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“When my cats aren’t happy, I’m not happy. Not because I care about...”
– Percy Bysshe Shelley? Apparently. Unsure about this. If you know for certain who said it please get in touch.
“And like a dying lady, lean and pale
Who totters forth, wrapped in a gauzy...”
– The Waning Moon, Percy Bysshe Shelley
(The final word of the poem, mass, is at times replaced by “light.” I like both, but personally I prefer “mass”.
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