George Gordon Noel Byron ( 10 of 329 )
Who track the steps of Glory to the grave.
Who track the steps of Glory to the grave.
She walks the waters like a thing of life,
And seems to dare the elements to strife.
She walks the waters like a thing of life,
And seems to dare the elements to strife.
Dear authors! suit your topics to your strength,
And ponder well your subject, and its length;
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Dear authors! suit your topics to your strength,
And ponder well your subject, and its length;
Nor lift your lad, before you're quite aware
What weight your shoulders will, or will not, bear.
Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong.
Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
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There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar.
To sanction Vice, and hunt Decorum down.
To sanction Vice, and hunt Decorum down.
On the ear
Drops the light drip of the suspended oar.
On the ear
Drops the light drip of the suspended oar.
Rough Johnson, the great moralist.
Rough Johnson, the great moralist.
Like to the apples on the Dead Sea's shore,
All ashes to the taste.
Like to the apples on the Dead Sea's shore,
All ashes to the taste.
Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life!
The evening beam that smiles the clouds away,
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Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life!
The evening beam that smiles the clouds away,
And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray!
