The Island: Canto II. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard;It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet ...
I.White as a white sail on a dusky sea,When half the horizon 's clouded and half free,Fluttering between the dun ...
I.The morning watch was come; the vessel layHer course, and gently made her liquid way;The cloven billow flashed from off ...
I.The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom,Which robes the cannon as he wings a tomb,Had ceased; and sulphury ...
The world is full of orphans: firstly, those Who are so in the strict sense of the phrase(But many a lonely ...
Few years have pass'd since thou and I Were firmest friends, at least in name,And childhood's gay sincerity Preserved our feelings long ...
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth;And form so soft, and charms so rare, Too soon ...
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when sheWalks by thy brink, and there ...
'Tis done -- and shivering in the galeThe bark unfurls her snowy sail;And whistling o'er the bending mast,Loud sings on ...
Without a stone to mark the spot, And say, what Truth might well have said,By all, save one, perchance forgot, Ah! wherefore ...
Sweet girl! though only once we met,That meeting I shall ne'er forget;And though we ne'er may meet again,Remembrance will thy ...
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye garden of roses!In you let the minions of luxury rove;Restore me to the rocks, where ...
'Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move:Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me ...
Oh Lady! when I left the shore, The distant shore which gave me birth,I hardly thought to grieve once more To quit ...
Remind me not, remind me not, Of those beloved, those vanish'd hours, When all my soul was given to thee;Hours that may ...
Fill the goblet again! for I never beforeFelt the glow which now gladdens my heart to its core;Let us drink!--who ...
Your pardon, my friend, if my rhymes did offend; Your pardon, a thousand times o'er:From friendship I strove your pangs to ...
Ah! Love was never yet withoutThe pang, the agony, the doubt,Which rends my heart with ceaseless sigh,While day and night ...
Why, Pigot, complain of this damsel's disdain, Why thus in despair do you fret?For months you may try, yet, believe me, ...
Must thou go, my glorious Chief, Sever'd from thy faithful few?Who can tell thy warrior's grief, Maddening o'er that long adieu?Woman's love, ...
Ah! heedless girl! why thus disclose What ne'er was meant for other ears:Why thus destroy thine own repose And dig the source ...
When Time, or soon or late, shall bringThe dreamless sleep that lulls the dead,Oblivion! may thy languid wingWave gently o'er ...
When some proud son of man returns to earth,Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth,The sculptor's art exhausts the pomp ...
There was a time, I need not name, Since it will ne'er forgotten be,When all our feelings were the same As still ...
I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name;There is grief in the sound, there is guilt in ...
Thou art not false, but thou art fickle, To those thyself so fondly sought;The tears that thou hast forced to trickle Are ...
Oh, Mariamne! now for theeThe heart of which thou bled'st is bleeding;Revenge is lost in agony,And wild remorse to rage ...
Oh, say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed The heart which adores you should wish to dissever;Such Fates were ...
If, in the month of dark December, Leander, who was nightly wont(What maid will not the tale remember?) To cross thy stream, ...
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