The Island: Canto III. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom,Which robes the cannon as he wings a tomb,Had ceased; and sulphury ...
I.The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom,Which robes the cannon as he wings a tomb,Had ceased; and sulphury ...
Foundation of the IslandIAn illustrious Baron without heraldry, without perception and famemakes only his destiny:to love, to honour his lady,day and ...
Not yesterday, but centuries long,The Romans hated all of Negro blood,For Hannibal did slay the crew,As Carthage marched to martial ...
HIM, wounded, shackled, pricked with spears,they dragged and goaded through thetown.Up the soaked hill 'neath dripping boughs, acrosssteep ditches slipping ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
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