To Mary, On Receiving Her Picture (Lord Byron Poem)
This faint resemblance of thy charms, (Though strong as mortal art could give,) My constant heart of fear disarms, Revives ...
This faint resemblance of thy charms, (Though strong as mortal art could give,) My constant heart of fear disarms, Revives ...
Oh! did those eyes, instead of fire, With bright, but mild affection shine: Though they might kindle less desire, Love, ...
And wilt thou weep when I am low? Sweet lady! speak those words again: Yet if they grieve thee, say ...
When Time, or soon or late, shall bring The dreamless sleep that lulls the dead, Oblivion! may thy languid wing ...
He wondered: Do I love? all this applause, young beauties sitting at my feet & all, and all. It tires ...
General Fatigue stalked in, & a Major-General, Captain Fatigue, and at the base of all pale Corporal Fatigue, and curious ...
O SHADOWY Beauty mine, when thou shalt sleep In the deep heart of a black marble tomb; When thou for ...
THEY pass before me, these Eyes full of light, Eyes made magnetic by some angel wise; The holy brothers pass ...
I AM as lovely as a dream in stone, And this my heart where each finds death in turn, Inspires ...
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
SAE flaxen were her ringlets, Her eyebrows of a darker hue, Bewitchingly o'er-arching Twa laughing e'en o' lovely blue; Her ...
O WAT ye wha that lo'es me And has my heart a-keeping? O sweet is she that lo'es me, As ...
LIFE ne'er exulted in so rich a prize, As Burnet, lovely from her native skies; Nor envious death so triumph'd ...
FAIR the face of orient day, Fair the tints of op'ning rose; But fairer still my Delia dawns, More lovely ...
IT is na, Jean, thy bonie face, Nor shape that I admire; Altho' thy beauty and thy grace Might weel ...
ON Cessnock banks a lassie dwells; Could I describe her shape and mein; Our lasses a' she far excels, An' ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth, No life, ...
highway dancing during a long day of running my thumb, carrying me nowhere grew tired, a sunset and beauty carved ...
See her come bearing down, a tidy craft! Gaily her topsails bulge, her sidelights burn! There's jigging in her rigging ...
This is going to cost you. If you really want to hear a country fiddle, you have to listen hard, ...
What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai? You narrow your long dark eyes to fascinate me; You smile a ...
The warm sun dreams in the dust, the warm sun falls On bright red roofs and walls; The trees in ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . . It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and falls ...
How could I love you more? I would give up Even that beauty I have loved too well That I ...
Love and the gentle heart are one thing, just as the poet says in his verse, each from the other ...
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