Ode to Napoleon Bonaparte (Lord Byron Poem)
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
When Friendship or Love Our sympathies move; When Truth, in a glance, should appear, The lips may beguile, With a ...
Maskt as honours, insult like behaving missiles homes. I bow, & grunt 'Thank you. I'm glad you could come so ...
Disengaged, bloody, Henry rose from the shell where in theior racing start his seat got wedged under his knifing knees, ...
THEY say to me, thy clear and crystal eyes: "Why dost thou love me so, strange lover mine?" Be sweet, ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
The moth's kiss, first! Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure, this eve, How my face, ...
WHEN Januar' wind was blawing cauld, As to the north I took my way, The mirksome night did me enfauld, ...
ON Cessnock banks a lassie dwells; Could I describe her shape and mein; Our lasses a' she far excels, An' ...
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...
Across the floor flits the mechanical toy, fit for a king of several centuries back. A little circus horse with ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The cigarette-smoke loops and slides above us, Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes; You strike a match and stare ...
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
Gray, gray is Abbey Assaroe, by Belashanny town, It has neither door nor window, the walls are broken down; The ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease. But one such death remain'd to come; The ...
Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask-thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest ...
STRAIT is the spot and green the sod From whence my sorrows flow; And soundly sleeps the ever dear Inhabitant ...
MY blessin's upon thy sweet wee lippie! My blessin's upon thy e'e-brie! Thy smiles are sae like my blythe sodger ...
AULD chuckie Reekie's 1 sair distrest, Down droops her ance weel burnish'd crest, Nae joy her bonie buskit nest Can ...
NOW Nature hangs her mantle green On every blooming tree, And spreads her sheets o' daisies white Out o'er the ...
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