The Works of Lord Byron, Volumen 9John Murray, 1832 |
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... song , Who saved ye once from falling , The terrible ! the strong ! Who made that bold diversion In old Thermopyla , ( 1 ) Constantinople . " Errúλogos . " And warring with the Persian To keep his country free B 3 OCCASIONAL PIECES . 5.
... song , Who saved ye once from falling , The terrible ! the strong ! Who made that bold diversion In old Thermopyla , ( 1 ) Constantinople . " Errúλogos . " And warring with the Persian To keep his country free B 3 OCCASIONAL PIECES . 5.
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... my soul ! must I perish By pangs which a smile would dispel ? Would the hope , which thou once bad'st me cherish , For torture repay me too well ? Now sad is the garden of roses , Beloved but B 4 OCCASIONAL PIECES . 7.
... my soul ! must I perish By pangs which a smile would dispel ? Would the hope , which thou once bad'st me cherish , For torture repay me too well ? Now sad is the garden of roses , Beloved but B 4 OCCASIONAL PIECES . 7.
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... Once long for him thou ne'er shalt see , Who held , and holds thee in his heart ? Oh ! who like him had watch'd thee here ? Or sadly mark'd thy glazing eye , In that dread hour ere death appear , When silent sorrow fears to sigh , Till ...
... Once long for him thou ne'er shalt see , Who held , and holds thee in his heart ? Oh ! who like him had watch'd thee here ? Or sadly mark'd thy glazing eye , In that dread hour ere death appear , When silent sorrow fears to sigh , Till ...
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... once soothing strain , Or I must flee from hence for , oh ! - I dare not trust those sounds again . To me they speak of brighter days— But lull the chords , for now , alas ! I must not think , I may not gaze On what I am on what I was ...
... once soothing strain , Or I must flee from hence for , oh ! - I dare not trust those sounds again . To me they speak of brighter days— But lull the chords , for now , alas ! I must not think , I may not gaze On what I am on what I was ...
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... once I wept , if I could weep , My tears might well be shed , To think I was not near to keep One vigil o'er thy bed ; To gaze , how fondly ! on thy face , To fold thee in a faint embrace , Uphold thy drooping head ; And show that love ...
... once I wept , if I could weep , My tears might well be shed , To think I was not near to keep One vigil o'er thy bed ; To gaze , how fondly ! on thy face , To fold thee in a faint embrace , Uphold thy drooping head ; And show that love ...
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