The Prayer Of Nature (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
Father of Light! great God of Heaven! Hear'st thou the accents of despair?Can guilt like man's be e'er forgiven? Can vice atone ...
Father of Light! great God of Heaven! Hear'st thou the accents of despair?Can guilt like man's be e'er forgiven? Can vice atone ...
You, the brutal-hearted sky-scraping mountain tribes!Lamb and horseflesh - is all your menu describes;Long beards and handcrafted rugs, your loud ...
By blue Patapsco's billowy dash,The tyrant's war-shout comes,Along with the cymbal's fitful clash,And the growl of his sullen drams,We bear ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime,With unlocked senses, ...
ADDRESSED TO THE CRITICAL REVIEWERS. Tristitiam et Metus.--HORACE.Laughs not the heart when giants, big with pride,Assume the pompous port, the ...
With eager search to dart the soul,Curiously vain, from pole to pole,And from the planets' wandering spheresTo extort the number ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town ofBrighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792.Slow in ...
NEXT, to a graver tribe we turn our view,And yield the praise to worth and science due,But this with serious ...
SMALL, fragile, and dark-eyed was Alan's mother, Of Highland blood; her solemn Saxon mate Had ne'er been able quite to ...
Mournful groans, as when a tempest lowers, Echo from the dreary house of woe;Death-notes rise from yonder minster's towers! Bearing ...
On the down line, and close beside the rail, A tender violet grew,A sister spirit, when the stars grew pale, ...
"Hem and Haw were the sons of sin, Created to shally and shirk; Hem lay 'round and Haw looked on ...
PEOPLE'S ATTORNEY, servant of the Right! Pleader for all shades of the solar ray, Complexions dusky, yellow, red, or white; ...
"Form follows function follows form . . . , etc." --Dr. J. Anthony Wadlington Here I am writing my first ...
RESPONDEZ! Respondez! (The war is completed-the price is paid-the title is settled beyond recall;) Let every one answer! let those ...
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
Scene, on the Cliffs to the Eastward of the Town of Brighthelmstone in Sussex. Time, a Morning in November, 1792. ...
Mournful groans, as when a tempest lowers, Echo from the dreary house of woe; Death-notes rise from yonder minster's towers! ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
A farmer's wife, both young and gay, And fresh as op'ning buds of May; Had taken to herself, a Spouse, ...
Releas'd from the noise of the butcher and baker Who, my old friends be thanked, did seldom forsake her, And ...
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