The Island: Canto II. (Lord George Gordon Byron Poems)
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
I.How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai,When Summer's Sun went down the coral bay!Come, let us to the islet's softest ...
It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard;It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet ...
I.The morning watch was come; the vessel layHer course, and gently made her liquid way;The cloven billow flashed from off ...
I.The fight was o'er; the flashing through the gloom,Which robes the cannon as he wings a tomb,Had ceased; and sulphury ...
The world is full of orphans: firstly, those Who are so in the strict sense of the phrase(But many a lonely ...
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when sheWalks by thy brink, and there ...
THE FOLLOWING ILLIBERAL IMPROMPTU APPEARED IN A MORNING PAPER:'Our nation's foes lament on Fox's death,But bless the hour when PITT ...
There was a time, I need not name, Since it will ne'er forgotten be,When all our feelings were the same As still ...
What matter the pangs of a husband and father, If his sorrows in exile be great or be small,So the Pharisee's ...
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