Epistle To Augusta (Lord Byron Poem)
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of ...
I'm scared a lonely. Never see my son, easy be not to see anyone, combers out to sea know they're ...
MADONNA, mistress, I would build for thee An altar deep in the sad soul of me; And in the darkest ...
I. Of the million or two, more or less, I rule and possess, One man, for some cause undefined, Was ...
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Never any more, While I live, Need I hope to see his face As before. Once his love grown chill, ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
I. Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead! Sit and watch by her side an hour. That is her book-shelf, this her ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. So far as our story approaches the end, Which do you pity the most of us three?- My friend, ...
I That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers, And the blue eye Dear and dewy, And that infantine fresh air of hers! ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
WI' braw new branks in mickle pride, And eke a braw new brechan, My Pegasus I'm got astride, And up ...
THE LAST time I came o'er the moor, And left Maria's dwelling, What throes, what tortures passing cure, Were in ...
O STAY, sweet warbling woodlark, stay, Nor quit for me the trembling spray, A hapless lover courts thy lay, Thy ...
O HOW can I be blythe and glad, Or how can I gang brisk and braw, When the bonie lad ...
MY heart is sair-I dare na tell, My heart is sair for Somebody; I could wake a winter night For ...
FAREWELL, thou stream that winding flows Around Eliza's dwelling; O mem'ry! spare the cruel thoes Within my bosom swelling. Condemn'd ...
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...
either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when i was a young man I felt these things were dumb,unsophisticated. ...
Che son contenti nel fuoco We are of those that Dante saw Glad, for love's sake, among the flames of ...
Some clichty folks don't know the facts, posin' and preenin' and puttin' on acts, stretchin' their backs. They move into ...
O MARY, at thy window be, It is the wish'd, the trysted hour! Those smiles and glances let me see, ...
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