Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
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 ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
O journeyer, deaf in the mould, insane with violent travel & death: consider me in my cast, your first son. ...
Bats have no bankers and they do not drink and cannot be arrested and pay no tax and, in general, ...
THERE are some powerful odours that can pass Out of the stoppard flagon; even glass To them is porous. Oft ...
MOTHER of memories, mistress of mistresses, O thou, my pleasure, thou, all my desire, Thou shalt recall the beauty of ...
THEY pass before me, these Eyes full of light, Eyes made magnetic by some angel wise; The holy brothers pass ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried ...
That's my last duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, ...
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
MY honor'd Colonel, deep I feel Your interest in the Poet's weal; Ah! now sma' heart hae I to speel ...
STOP, passenger! my story's brief, And truth I shall relate, man; I tell nae common tale o' grief, For Matthew ...
One, where the pale sea foamed at the yellow sand, With wave upon slowly shattering wave, Turned to the city ...
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
I have come, alas, to the great circle of shadow, to the short day and to the whitening hills, when ...
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
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