Poems by George Gordon Byron
The Isles Of Greece
... For Greeks a blush-for Greece a tear&hellip ...
Epistle To Augusta
... Though, like all things which I have loved they are ...
Vision of Belshazzar
... The shroud his robe of state, ...
Stanzas For Music: There Be None Of Beauty's Daughters
... And the lull'd winds seem dreaming: ...
Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto IV.
... CXXIII Who loves, raves -- 'tis youth's frenzy -- but the cure ...
The First Kiss Of Love
... When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past- ...
Endorsement To The Deed Of Separation In The April Of 1816
... 'To love, to honour,' and so forth: ...
Lines Inscribed Upon A Cup Formed From A Skull
... another race, When thou and thine like me are sped, ...
Fragment Of An Epistle To Thomas Moore
... I'm your man 'of all measures,' dear Tom,--so here goes! ...
Stanzas: When A Man Hath No Freedom
... And, if not shot or hang'd, you'll get knighted ...
To Thomas Moore (My Boat Is On The Shore)
... II. Here's a sigh to those who love me, ...
Fill The Goblet Again: A Song
... Friendship shifts with the sunbeam--thou never canst change ...
Stanzas
... Then part in friendship-and hid goodnight ...
Lines Addressed To The Rev. J. T. Becher, On His Advising The Author To Mix More With Society
... I have found that a friend may profess, yet deceive ...
The Corsair
... XX. He turn'd not - spoke not - sunk not - fix'd his look, ...
