Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when she Walks by thy brink, ...
Foes I sniff, when I have less to shout or murmur. Pals alone enormous sounds downward & up bring real. ...
Of all the streets that blur in to the sunset, There must be one (which, I am not sure) That ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
alas our good kaspar is dead. who will bury a burning flag in the wings of the clouds who will ...
The cigarette-smoke loops and slides above us, Dipping and swirling as the waiter passes; You strike a match and stare ...
This is the house. On one side there is darkness, On one side there is light. Into the darkness you ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
Up high black walls, up sombre terraces, Clinging like luminous birds to the sides of cliffs, The yellow lights went ...
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless ...
Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
EXPERIENCE, like a pale musician, holds A dulcimer of patience in his hand, Whence harmonies, we cannot understand, Of God; ...
I. FRIENDS of faces unknown and a land Unvisited over the sea, Who tell me how lonely you stand With ...
I Love me Sweet, with all thou art, Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the lightest part, Love me in ...
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