George Gordon Noel Byron ( 10 of 329 )
What is the worst of woes that wait on age?
What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow?
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What is the worst of woes that wait on age?
What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow?
To view each love one blotted from life's page,
And be alone on earth as I am now.
And hold up to the sun my little taper.
And hold up to the sun my little taper.
For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.
For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.
Such is the aspect of this shore;
'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more!
So coldly sweet, read more
Such is the aspect of this shore;
'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more!
So coldly sweet, so deadly fair,
We start, for soul is wanting there.
Imperial Waltz! imported from the Rhine
(Famed for the growth of pedigrees and wine),
Long be thine read more
Imperial Waltz! imported from the Rhine
(Famed for the growth of pedigrees and wine),
Long be thine import from all duty free,
And hock itself be less esteem'd than thee.
On the ear
Drops the light drip of the suspended oar.
On the ear
Drops the light drip of the suspended oar.
There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and
true religion.
There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and
true religion.
With eyes that look'd into the very soul--
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Bright--and as black and burning read more
With eyes that look'd into the very soul--
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Bright--and as black and burning as coal.
A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love.
A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love.
Pure friendship's well-feigned blush.
Pure friendship's well-feigned blush.
