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... breast Throbbed with deep sorrow as thine own . But when our cheeks with anguish glowed , When thy sweet lips were joined to mine , The tears that from my eyelids flowed Were lost in those which fell from thine . Thou could'st not feel ...
... breast Throbbed with deep sorrow as thine own . But when our cheeks with anguish glowed , When thy sweet lips were joined to mine , The tears that from my eyelids flowed Were lost in those which fell from thine . Thou could'st not feel ...
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... breast - plate for thine hour of need , Or blade to bid thy foeman bleed ; But if a dagger's form it bear , Let those who shape its edge , beware . Thus passion's fire , and woman's art , Can turn and tame the sterner heart ; From these ...
... breast - plate for thine hour of need , Or blade to bid thy foeman bleed ; But if a dagger's form it bear , Let those who shape its edge , beware . Thus passion's fire , and woman's art , Can turn and tame the sterner heart ; From these ...
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... breast of man such trusty love may breathe ! That trying moment hath at once revealed The secret long and yet but half concealed ; In baring to revive that lifeless breast , Its grief seemed ended , but the sex confessed ; And life ...
... breast of man such trusty love may breathe ! That trying moment hath at once revealed The secret long and yet but half concealed ; In baring to revive that lifeless breast , Its grief seemed ended , but the sex confessed ; And life ...
Contenido
HOURS OF IDLENESS | 1 |
LIFE OF LORD BYRON | 2 |
To Mary on receiving her Picture | 15 |
Otras 29 secciones no mostradas
Términos y frases comunes
adieu Alhama Ali Pacha Athens bard beauty behold beneath better blest blood Boccaccio bosom breast breath brow Calmar Canto Childe Harold Countess Guiccioli dare dark dead dear death deeds deep Doge doom dread dream earth Edinburgh Review fair fame fate fear feel foes forget gaze Giaour glory glow grave Greece Greek hand hath heard heart heaven honor hope hour Lady less lips live look Lord Byron lyre Marino Faliero mind Morgante mortal mountain mourn muse ne'er never Newstead Abbey night o'er once Orlando Parisina passed passion Petrarch poem poet praise pride Ravenna rhyme round scarce scene seemed shore sigh sleep smile song soul spirit stanzas sweet tears thee thine thing thou thought throne tomb twas twill Venice verse voice wave weep wild wing words young youth