Word: byronic
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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After he took his seat in the House of Lords and, at 24, published Childe Harold's Pilgrimage (poetic impressions of a Continental journey), Byron became overnight Britain's most talked-of poet...
Were this the sum total of Byron's character, it would present no puzzle: any zoo attendant could tumble to it. In fact the monster was a mere segment of it. Women rarely saw the better side of Byron, but to his men friends, the devilish Byron seemed an absurd joke, a mere poetic fantasy. They sat at his feet, bowed to his charm, reveled in the humor and radiance he shed. Their descriptions of him are mostly levelheaded and carry a ring of conviction. Wrote Sir Walter Scott: "I found Lord Byron in the highest degree courteous...
...nature. "His voice," said a Mrs. Opie with gushing horror, "was such a voice as the devil tempted Eve with; you feared its fascination the moment you heard it." "His head," noted a Miss Berry, "begins to be turned by all the adoration . . . especially [that of] the women." Byron himself summed it up succinctly, triumphantly. "I have made them afraid of me," he said...
...Surely in Hell!". In 1812 he proposed to Anne Isabella Milbanke, a pretty heiress. She turned him down. Two years later he tried again, and she accepted him. "They had not been an hour in the carriage which conveyed them from the church, when breaking into a malignant sneer, [Byron said]: 'Oh! what a dupe you have been . . .! Many are the tears you will have to shed . . . It is enough for me that you are my wife for me to hate you. If you were the wife of any other man, I own you might have charms...
...mysterious depravity. He said roundly that he had married only to beget an heir to his title. "I mean to live, like a worm of the earth, to propagate my kind, and then I shall put an end to my existence." After one year of this satanic bliss, Lady Byron extricated herself from the monster's clutches. Byron sailed away to Europe; he never saw England again...