Thy Days Are Done (Lord Byron Poem)
Thy days are done, thy fame begun; Thy country's strains record The triumphs of her chosen Son, The slaughter of ...
Thy days are done, thy fame begun; Thy country's strains record The triumphs of her chosen Son, The slaughter of ...
I. Oh! Weep for those that wept by Babel's stream, Whose shrines are desolate, whose land a dream, Weep for ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty, thou art; For there thy habitation is the heart- The ...
As he grew famousâ?"ah, but what is fame?â?" he lost his old obsession with his name, things seemed to matter ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
THOU, Liberty, thou art my theme; Not such as idle poets dream, Who trick thee up a heathen goddess That ...
THE LAMP of day, with-ill presaging glare, Dim, cloudy, sank beneath the western wave; Th' inconstant blast howl'd thro' the ...
Oh, why should a hen have been run over on West 4th Street in the middle of summer? She was ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
There is nothing to be afraid of, it is only the wind changing to the east, it is only your ...
LONE on the bleaky hills the straying flocks Shun the fierce storms among the sheltering rocks; Down from the rivulets, ...
WHAT needs this din about the town o' Lon'on, How this new play an' that new sang is comin? Why ...
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
THE LADDIES by the banks o' Nith Wad trust his Grace 1 wi a', Jamie; But he'll sair them, as ...
WHEN wild war's deadly blast was blawn, And gentle peace returning, Wi' mony a sweet babe fatherless, And mony a ...
THE WIND blew hollow frae the hills, By fits the sun's departing beam Look'd on the fading yellow woods, That ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
FAREWELL, thou fair day, thou green earth, and ye skies, Now gay with the broad setting sun; Farewell, loves and ...
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