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... thine . Thy parting glance , which fondly beams , An equal love may see : The tear that from thine eyelid streams , Can weep no change in me . I ask no pledge to make me blest In gazing when alone ; Nor one memorial for a breast , Whose ...
... thine . Thy parting glance , which fondly beams , An equal love may see : The tear that from thine eyelid streams , Can weep no change in me . I ask no pledge to make me blest In gazing when alone ; Nor one memorial for a breast , Whose ...
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... thine . If not the goblet passed unquaffed , It is not drained to banish care ; The cup must hold a deadlier draught , That brings a Lethe for despair . And could Oblivion set my soul From all her troubled visions free , I'd dash to ...
... thine . If not the goblet passed unquaffed , It is not drained to banish care ; The cup must hold a deadlier draught , That brings a Lethe for despair . And could Oblivion set my soul From all her troubled visions free , I'd dash to ...
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... thine own words . Man . Why say ye so ? Spirit . It , as thou say'st , thine essence be as ours , We have replied in telling thee , the thing Mortals call death hath nought to do with us . Man . I then have called ye from your realms in ...
... thine own words . Man . Why say ye so ? Spirit . It , as thou say'st , thine essence be as ours , We have replied in telling thee , the thing Mortals call death hath nought to do with us . Man . I then have called ye from your realms in ...
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