Byron Among The Ruins Of Greece (Anne C Lynch Poems)
On what sweet shore the blue AEgean laves, Where loveliness is wedded to decay, -- Beauty to desolation, -- 'mid ...
On what sweet shore the blue AEgean laves, Where loveliness is wedded to decay, -- Beauty to desolation, -- 'mid ...
There was no bell to peal thy funeral dirge, No nodding plumes to wave above thy bier, No shroud to ...
Italia! in thy bleeding heart, I thought, e'en hope was dead;That from thy scarred and prostrate form, The spark of ...
When I and all those that hear me shall have gone to our last home, andwhen the mould may have ...
A sad, sweet dream; it fell upon my soul When song and thought first woke their echoes there,Swaying my spirit ...
To what bright world afar didst thou belong, Thou whose pure soul seemed not of mortal birth?From what fair clime ...
Hereafter, when I no more belong to earth, I should love to return to it as a spirit, and impart ...
As once I dreamed, methought I strayedWithin a snow-clad mountain's shade;From whose far height the silence boreOne charm?d word, "Excelsior!"And, ...
Deal kindly with those speechless ones, That throng our gladsome earth;Say not the bounteous gift of life Alone is nothing ...
Fresh, through the mist of ages past, Thou risest on our view,As when from Judah's waving fields, Thy footsteps brushed ...
Our patriot sires are gone, The conqueror Death lays low Those veterans one by one, Who braved each ...
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