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 ...
The kiss, dear maid! thy lip has left Shall never part from mine,Till happier hours restore the giftUntainted back to thine.Thy ...
Farewell! if ever fondest prayer For other's weal avail'd on high,Mine will not all be lost in air, But waft thy name ...
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