The Poetical Works of Lord Byron,: With a Memoir, Volume 1Houghton, Osgood, 1879 |
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... ! gentle , fleeting , wavering sprite , Friend and associate of this clay ! To what unknown region borne , Wilt thou now wing thy distant flight ? No more 18 HOURS OF IDLENESS . Answer to the Foregoing Adrian's Address to his Soul.
... ! gentle , fleeting , wavering sprite , Friend and associate of this clay ! To what unknown region borne , Wilt thou now wing thy distant flight ? No more 18 HOURS OF IDLENESS . Answer to the Foregoing Adrian's Address to his Soul.
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With a Memoir George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. Wilt thou now wing thy distant flight ? No more with wonted humor gay ... wing ; My eyes refuse the cheering light , Their orbs are HOURS OF IDLENESS . 19 Translation from Catullus Ad Lesbiam.
With a Memoir George Gordon Byron Baron Byron. Wilt thou now wing thy distant flight ? No more with wonted humor gay ... wing ; My eyes refuse the cheering light , Their orbs are HOURS OF IDLENESS . 19 Translation from Catullus Ad Lesbiam.
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... wings with joy be spread , My Lesbia's favorite bird is dead , Whom dearer than her eyes she loved For he was gentle , and so true , Obedient to her call he flew , No fear , no wild alarm he knew , But lightly o'er her bosom moved : And ...
... wings with joy be spread , My Lesbia's favorite bird is dead , Whom dearer than her eyes she loved For he was gentle , and so true , Obedient to her call he flew , No fear , no wild alarm he knew , But lightly o'er her bosom moved : And ...
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... wing , Which droop with nightly showers , I wring , His shivering limbs the embers warm ; And now reviving from the storm , Scarce had he felt his wonted glow , Than swift he seized his slender bow : - " I fain would know , my gentle ...
... wing , Which droop with nightly showers , I wring , His shivering limbs the embers warm ; And now reviving from the storm , Scarce had he felt his wonted glow , Than swift he seized his slender bow : - " I fain would know , my gentle ...
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... wing her flight from this clay ? The present is hell , and the coming to - morrow But brings , with new torture , the curse of to - day . From my eye flows no tear , from my lips flow no curses , I blast not the fiends who have hurled ...
... wing her flight from this clay ? The present is hell , and the coming to - morrow But brings , with new torture , the curse of to - day . From my eye flows no tear , from my lips flow no curses , I blast not the fiends who have hurled ...
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