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If That High World

If that high world, which lies beyondOur own, surviving Love endears;If there the cherish’d heart be fond,The eye the same, except in tears –How welcome those untrodden spheres!How sweet this very your to die!To soar from earth and find all…

the Harp the Monarch Minstrel Swept

The harp the monarch minstrel swept,The King of men, the loved of Heaven,Which Music hallow’d while she weptO’er tones her heart of hearts had given,Redoubled be her tears, its chords are riven!It soften’d men of iron mould,It gave them virtues…

She Walks in Beauty

She walks in Beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that’s best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes:Thus mellowed to that tender lightWhich Heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one…

Lara: A Tale

The Serfs are glad through Lara’s wide domain,And slavery half forgets her feudal chain;He, their unhoped, but unforgotten lord–The long self-exiled chieftain is restored:There be bright faces in the busy hall,Bowls on the board, and banners on the wall;Far chequering…

The Corsair: Sonnet I

⁓To Genevra⁓ Thine eyes blue tenderness, thy long fair hair,And the wan lustre of thy features—caughtFrom contemplation—where serenely wrought,Seems Sorrow’s softness charm’d from its despair—Have thrown such speaking sadness in thine air,That—but I know thy blessed bosom fraughtWith mines of…

The Corsair: Farewell

Farewell! if ever fondest prayerFor other’s weal availed on high,Mine will not all be lost in air,But waft thy name beyond the sky,‘Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh:Oh! more than tears of blood can tell,When wrung from guilt’s…

The Corsair: Canto 03.

I.“Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run,Along Morea’s hills the setting Sun;Not, as in Northern climes, obscurely bright,But one unclouded blaze of living light!O’er the hushed deep the yellow beam he throws,Gilds the green wave, that trembles as…

The Corsair: Canto 02.

I.“In Coron’s bay floats many a galley light,Through Coron’s lattices the lamps are bright,For Seyd, the Pacha, makes a feast to-night:A feast for promised triumph yet to come,When he shall drag the fettered Rovers home;This hath he sworn by Allah…

The Corsair: Canto 01.

I.“O’er the glad waters of the dark blue sea,Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free,Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam,Survey our empire, and behold our home!These are our realms, no limits to their sway—Our flag…

The Bride Of Abydos

CANTO THE FIRST. I.Know ye the land where cypress and myrtleAre emblems of deeds that are done in their clime,Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle,Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime?Know ye the land…