Stanzas: When A Man Hath No Freedom (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, Let him combat for that of his neighbours;Let him think ...
When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, Let him combat for that of his neighbours;Let him think ...
The poet hath a realm within, and throne,And in his own soul singeth his lament.A comer often in the world ...
Through the lattice rushes the south wind, dense With fumes of the flowery frankincense From hawthorn blossoming thickly; And gold ...
A tall brave man of gray three score,The sable columns rode before,The knightliest of the knightly throng,The bravest of the ...
By this, sad Hero, with love unacquainted,Viewing Leander's face, fell down and fainted.He kissed her and breathed life into her ...
Francesca.Crush'd and throng'd are all the places In our amphitheatre,'Midst a sea of swarming faces I can yet distinguish her;Dost ...
Joy, thou beauteous godly lightning,Daughter of Elysium,Fire drunken we are ent'ringHeavenly, thy holy home!Thy enchantments bind together,What did custom stern ...
(ll. 1082-1089) And there was also in that tribe another son ofLamech, called Tubal Cain, a smith skilled in his ...
I had written him a letter which I had for want of betterKnowledge given to a partner by the name ...
O mother Venus, quit, I pray, Your violent assailing!The arts, forsooth, that fired my youth At last are unavailing;My blood ...
Child of an alien creed, thy heavier sorrows bewailing, Weep not-for ah! more pure-more fair-none with thee may compare them: ...
THE wish behind the thought is the soul's starOf faith, and out of earth we build our heaven.Life to each ...
Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heartI took your thrust, whereby I since am slain,And lie disheveled in ...
Sacred marble, safely keep,His dust, who under thee must sleep,Until the years again restoreTheir dead, and time shall be no ...
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST'S DESCENT INTO HELL. [THE remarkable Poem of which this is a literal but faint representation, was ...
Spring Up, up you go, you must be introduced. You must learn belonging to (no-one) Drenched in the white veil ...
The requited anger the focus of our rage bin Laden gone, buried in the water in a watery grave A ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
Wanting to know all I overlooked each particle Containing the whole Unknowable. Intent on one great love, perfect, Requited and ...
Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart I took your thrust, whereby I since am slain, And lie ...
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