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 ...
'It is the voice of years that are gone!they roll before me with all their deeds.'~OSSIANNewstead! fast-falling, once-resplendent dome! Religion's shrine! ...
Young Oak! when I planted thee deep in the ground, I hoped that thy days would be longer than mine;That thy ...
Sweet girl! though only once we met,That meeting I shall ne'er forget;And though we ne'er may meet again,Remembrance will thy ...
THE FOLLOWING ILLIBERAL IMPROMPTU APPEARED IN A MORNING PAPER:'Our nation's foes lament on Fox's death,But bless the hour when PITT ...
Sons of the Greeks, arise! The glorious hour's gone forth,And, worthy of such ties, Display who gave us birth. CHORUS. Sons of Greeks! let ...
Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh,Swept by the breeze that fans thy cloudless sky;Where now alone I muse, ...
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