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Childe Harold's Pilgrimage (1812-1818)
More from Lord Byron
- When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past- For years fleet away with the wings of the dove- The dearest remembrance will still…
- 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 beyond the sky.
- I only know we loved in vain; I only feel-farewell! farewell!
- When we two parted In silence and tears, Half brokenhearted, To sever for years.
- In secret we met In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I…
- Near this spot Are deposited the Remains of one Who possessed Beauty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, …
- The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend.
- Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh give me back my heart!