The Bride of Abydos (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 ...
O! had my Fate been join'd with thine, As once this pledge appear'd a token, These follies had not, then, ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
When all around grew drear and dark, And reason half withheld her ray- And hope but shed a dying spark ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
A PICTURE AT FANO. I. Dear and great Angel, wouldst thou only leave That child, when thou hast done with ...
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease. But one such death remain'd to come; The ...
IS there a whim-inspirèd fool, Owre fast for thought, owre hot for rule, Owre blate to seek, owre proud to ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
WHEN first my brave Johnie lad came to this town, He had a blue bonnet that wanted the crown; But ...
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the ...
And wilt thou have me fashion into speech The love I bear thee, finding words enough, And hold the torch ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...
lonely as a dry and used orchard spread over the earth for use and surrender. shot down like an ex-pug ...
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