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... heart regards thy weal Warmly , as it was wont to do . Thy husband's blest - and ' twill impart Some pangs to view his happier lot : But let them pass - Oh ! how my heart Would hate him , if he loved thee not ! When late I saw thy ...
... heart regards thy weal Warmly , as it was wont to do . Thy husband's blest - and ' twill impart Some pangs to view his happier lot : But let them pass - Oh ! how my heart Would hate him , if he loved thee not ! When late I saw thy ...
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... heart hath felt for mine . Oh lady ! blessed be that tear- It falls for one who cannot weep : Such precious drops are doubly dear To those whose eyes no tear may steep . Sweet lady ! once my heart was warm With every feeling soft as ...
... heart hath felt for mine . Oh lady ! blessed be that tear- It falls for one who cannot weep : Such precious drops are doubly dear To those whose eyes no tear may steep . Sweet lady ! once my heart was warm With every feeling soft as ...
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... heart , the only eye Had bled or wept to see him die , Had seen those scattered limbs composed , And mourned above his turban stone.1 That heart hath burst - that eye was closed- Yea closed before his own ! - XXVII . Ry Helle's stream ...
... heart , the only eye Had bled or wept to see him die , Had seen those scattered limbs composed , And mourned above his turban stone.1 That heart hath burst - that eye was closed- Yea closed before his own ! - XXVII . Ry Helle's stream ...
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