Poems by George Gordon Byron
When I Roved A Young Highlander
... - ah, no! Adieu, then, ye hills, where my childhood was bred! ...
Stanzas To Augusta (II.)
... VI. From the wreck of the past, which hath perish'd ...
Stanzas To Jessy
... Proclaims more love than words can speak ...
To A Lady
... These thoughtless strains to Passion's measures-- ...
Adieu, Adieu! My Native Shore
... The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, ...
Answer To A Beautiful Poem, Entitled 'The Common Lot'
... Still beaming through the lover's strain ...
Written Shortly After The Marriage Of Miss Chaworth
... Where my thoughtless childhood stray'd, ...
To Anne
... I thought from my wrath no atonement could save you: ...
If Sometimes In The Haunts Of Men
... That drown'd a single thought of thee ...
My Epitaph
... Youth, Nature, and relenting Jove, ...
Aholibamah's Monologue
... Think that my love still mounts with thee on high, ...
On My Wedding-Day
... But as few as you please of the dy ...
On The Birth Of John William Rizzo Hoppner
... In him I hope, will always fit so ...
Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom
... Fond wretch! as if her step disturbed the dead! ...
On The Death Of A Young Lady
... Where endless pleasures virtuous deeds repay ...
