George Gordon Noel Byron ( 10 of 329 )
Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it,
For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.
Yet he was jealous, though he did not show it,
For jealousy dislikes the world to know it.
A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.
A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.
As soon
Seek roses in December--ice in June,
Hope, constancy in wind, or corn in chaff;
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As soon
Seek roses in December--ice in June,
Hope, constancy in wind, or corn in chaff;
Believe a woman or an epitaph,
Or any other thing that's false, before
You trust in critics.
But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and
the life he leads?
But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and
the life he leads?
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine,
And all, save the spirit of man, is divine?
Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine,
And all, save the spirit of man, is divine?
Her glossy hair was cluster'd o'er a brow
Bright with intelligence, and fair and smooth;
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Her glossy hair was cluster'd o'er a brow
Bright with intelligence, and fair and smooth;
Her eyebrow's shape was like the aerial bow,
Her cheek all purple with the beam of youth,
Mounting, at times, to a transparent glow,
As if her veins ran lightning.
Maid of Athens, ere we part,
Give, oh, give me back my heart!
Maid of Athens, ere we part,
Give, oh, give me back my heart!
And one by one in turn, some grand mistake
Casts off its bright skin yearly like the snake.
And one by one in turn, some grand mistake
Casts off its bright skin yearly like the snake.
Better to sink beneath the shock
Than moulder piecemeal on the rock!
Better to sink beneath the shock
Than moulder piecemeal on the rock!
