We Sate Down and Wept by the Waters di Lord Byron We sate down and wept by the water Of Babel, and thought of the day When our foe, in the hue of his sl Made Salem’s high places his prey And ye, oh her desolate daughters! 1 1
Remembrance di Lord Byron 'Tis done! - I saw it in my dream No more with Hope the future beam My days of happiness are few: Chill’d by misfortune’s wintry bla My dawn of life is overcast;
On the Day of the Destruction of Jerusalem by Titus di Lord Byron From the last hill that looks on t I beheld thee, oh Sion! when rend 'Twas thy last sun went down, and Flash’d back on the last glance I I look’d for thy temple, I look’d
To Belshazzar di Lord Byron Belshazzar! from the banquet turn, Nor in thy sensual fulness fall; Behold! while yet before thee burn The graven words, the glowing wall Many a despot men miscall
Written After Swimming From Sestos to Abydos di Lord Byron If, in the month of dark December Leander, who was nightly wont (What maid will not the tale remem To cross thy stream, broad Helles If, when the wintry tempest roar’d
And Thou Art Dead, as Young and Fair di Lord Byron And thou art dead, as young and fa As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so ra Too soon return’d to Earth! Though Earth receiv’d them in her 1
The Corsair di Lord Byron 'O’er the glad waters of the dark Our thoughts as boundless, and our Far as the breeze can bear, the bi Survey our empire, and behold our These are our realms, no limits to
Damætas di Lord Byron In law an infant, and in years a b In mind a slave to every vicious j From every sense of shame and virt In lies an adept, in deceit a fien Versed in hypocrisy, while yet a c
Remind Me Not, Remind Me Not di Lord Byron Remind me not, remind me not, Of those beloved, those vanish’d h When all my soul was given to thee Hours that may never be forgot, Till Time unnerves our vital powe 1 2
Prometheus di Lord Byron Titan! to whose immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality, Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods despi What was thy pity’s recompense? 1