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 ...
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when she Walks by thy brink, ...
THERE are some powerful odours that can pass Out of the stoppard flagon; even glass To them is porous. Oft ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
I. Nay but you, who do not love her, Is she not pure gold, my mistress? Holds earth aught---speak truth---above ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
GUID speed and furder to you, Johnie, Guid health, hale han's, an' weather bonie; Now, when ye're nickin down fu' ...
O BONIE was yon rosy brier, That blooms sae far frae haunt o' man; And bonie she, and ah, how ...
BEHOLD, my love, how green the groves, The primrose banks how fair; The balmy gales awake the flowers, And wave ...
THIS day, Time winds th' exhausted chain; To run the twelvemonth's length again: I see, the old bald-pated fellow, With ...
THERE was once a day, but old Time wasythen young, That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line, From some ...
WHEN, by a generous Public's kind acclaim, That dearest meed is granted-honest fame; Waen here your favour is the actor's ...
WITH secret throes I marked that earth, That cottage, witness of my birth; And near I saw, bold issuing forth ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace To look through and behind this mask of me (Against which ...
My own Beloved, who hast lifted me From this drear flat of earth where I was thrown, And, in betwixt ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
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