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 ...
Fame, wisdom, love, and power were mine, And health and youth possessed me; My goblets blushed from every vine, And ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
THOU, O my Grief, be wise and tranquil still, The eve is thine which even now drops down, To carry ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
'TWAS even-the dewy fields were green, On every blade the pearls hang; The zephyr wanton'd round the bean, And bore ...
SIR, as your mandate did request, I send you here a faithfu' list, O' gudes an' gear, an' a' my ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
You mustn't show weakness and you've got to have a tan. But sometimes I feel like the thin veils of ...
WHILE briers an' woodbines budding green, An' paitricks scraichin loud at e'en, An' morning poussie whiddin seen, Inspire my muse, ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
I DREAM'D I lay where flowers were springing Gaily in the sunny beam; List'ning to the wild birds singing, By ...
WHEN biting Boreas, fell and dour, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phoebus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
O THOU unknown, Almighty Cause Of all my hope and fear! In whose dread presence, ere an hour, Perhaps I ...
First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And ever since, ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
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