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.The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom,Which robes the cannon as he wings a tomb,Had ceased; and sulphury ...
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when sheWalks by thy brink, and there ...
'O lachrymarum fons, tenero sacrosDucentium ortus ex animo; quaterFelix! in imo qui scatentemPectore te, pia Nympha, sensit.'~GRAYWhen Friendship or Love ...
Remember him, whom Passion's power Severely--deeply--vainly proved:Remember thou that dangerous hour, When neither fell, though both were loved.That yielding breast, that melting ...
O! had my Fate been join'd with thine, As once this pledge appear'd a token,These follies had not, then, been mine, For, ...
Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh,Swept by the breeze that fans thy cloudless sky;Where now alone I muse, ...
Ah! heedless girl! why thus disclose What ne'er was meant for other ears:Why thus destroy thine own repose And dig the source ...
Thou art not false, but thou art fickle, To those thyself so fondly sought;The tears that thou hast forced to trickle Are ...
Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe, And yet so lovely, that if Mirth could flush Its rose of ...
Farewell! if ever fondest prayer For other's weal avail'd on high,Mine will not all be lost in air, But waft thy name ...
When Dryden's fool, 'unknowing what he sought,'His hours in whistling spent, 'for want of thought,'This guiltless oaf his vacancy of ...
The spell is broke; the charm is flown! Thus is it with life's fitful fever:We madly smile when we should groan: Delirium ...
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