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Stanzas written on passing the Ambracian Gulf—" Through

cloudless skies”

Page 118

The spell is broke, the charm is flown

118

Reply to Lines written in the Travellers' Book at Orchomenus

" The modest bard”

119

“ Maid of Athens, ere we part”.

119

Written after Swimming from Sestos to Abydos-“ If, in the

month"

120

Lines written beneath a Picture—“Dear object

120

Translation of the famous Greek War Song—“Sons of the

Greeks”

121

Translation of the Romaic Song—“I enter thy garden” 122

THE CURSE OF MINERVA

123

On Parting—" The kiss, dear maid

129

To Thyrza—“ Without a stone

130

Away, away, ye notes of woe

131

One struggle more, and I am free”

132

Euthanasia—"When Time, or soon or late”

133

" And thou art dead, as young as fair

134

“ If sometimes in the haunts of men

136

On a Cornelian Heart—" Ill-fated heart”

137

Lines to a Lady Weeping-" Weep, daughter

137

“ The chain I gave was fair to view

137

To Samuel Rogers, Esq.-“ Absent or present”

138

Address, spoken at the opening of Drury Lane Theatre, Satur-

day, October 10, 1812—" In one dread night "

138

Verses found in a Summer-house at Hales-Owen-" When

Dryden's fool”

140

THE Waltz: an Apostrophic Hymn

141

To Time" Time! on whose arbitrary wing".

148

“ Thou art not false, but thou art fickle”

149

“ Remember him, whom passion's power”.

150

THE GIAOUR: A Fragment of a Turkish Tale

152

Impromptu, in Reply to a Friend—“When, from the heart 182

THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS: A Turkish Tale.

183

To Genevra—“ Thine eyes? blue tenderness"

210

THE CORSAIR..

212

Windsor Poetics—“ Famed for contemptuous”.

252

POEMS ON NAPOLEON

253

Stanzas for Music—" I speak not, I trace not”.

262

Fill the goblet again ! for I never before"

262

Address intended to have been spoken at the Caledonian Meet-

ing, 1814–“ Who hath not glow'd”

263

LARA: A Tale

265

Condolatory Address to Sarah, Countess of Jersey—“ When

the vain triumph

291

Elegiac Stanzas on the Death of Sir Peter Parker, Bart.-

"There is a tear

292

To Belshazzar—" Belshazzar! from the banquet'

293

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HEBREW MELODIES-

“ She walks in beauty

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The harp the monarch minstrel swept

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“ If that high world”

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“ The wild gazelle

295

Oh! weep for those"

296

« On Jordan's banks”

296

Jephtha's Daughter-"Since our Country

296

“Oh! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom

297

My soul is dark

297

" I saw thee weep

298

Thy days are done

298

Song of Saul before his last battle-"Warriors and chiefs 299

Saul -" Thou whose spell’

299

All is Vanity—"Fame, wisdom, love".

300

" When coldness wraps this suffering clay

300

Vision of Belshazzar-" The King was on his throne" 301

“ Sun of the sleepless ”

302

Were my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be

302

Herod's Lament for Mariamne—“Oh ! Mariamne

303

On the day of the Destruction of Jerusalem—“ From the

last hill"

303

By the Rivers of Babylon—" We sate down and wept

304

Destruction of Sennacherib-" The Assyrian came

A spirit pass'd before me”

305

Stanzas for Music-" There be none"

305

THE SIEGE OF CORINTH...

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Stanzas for Music-" There's not a joy

328

PARISINA...

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" Fare thee well ! and if for ever

343

A Sketch-" Born in the garret

344

Stanzas to Augusta—" When all around"

346

THE PRISONER OF CHILLON

348

Monody on the Death of Sheridan-“When the last sunshine" 358

Stanzas to Augusta—" Though the day"

361

Epistle to Augusta—“My sister ! my sweet sister

362

THE DREAM

365

Darkness—“ I had a dream"

369

Churchill's Grave—“I stood beside the grave

371

Prometheus—" Titan! to whose immortal eyes

372

A Fragment—" Could I remount”

373

To Lake Leman—" Rousseau- -Voltaire, &c."

374

Lines on hearing that Lady Byron was ill—" And thou wert

sad'

374

MANFRED : A Dramatic Poem

376

Bright be the place of thy soul

406

Stanzas for Music-" They say that hope

407

THE LAMENT OF Tasso..

408

CAIN: A Mystery

414

TIIE VISION OF JUDGMENT

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LIFE OF LORD BYRON.

“ He is now at rest!
And praise and blame fall on his ears alike,
Now dull in death. Yes, Byron, thou art gone !
Gone like a star that through the firmament
Shot and was lost, in its eccentric course,
Dazzling, perplexing."

ROGERS.

Is the time yet come for a just and reliable life of Byron to be written? May the veil be lifted from the brow of truth without making revealments that would annoy, if not injure, still living actors in his short but eventful drama ? Not yet. The principal heroine of that drama still exists, and, amidst contumely, harsh interpretations, and doubts, contending with a nation's partiality for one of its greatest geniuses, she has borne her faculties so meekly, and her wrongs so unobtrusively, that the respect of silence is due to the repose of the sunset of a life whose meridian was so disturbed by storms.

The first thing that strikes a writer who would produce a life of Byron, however short, is his universally-acknowledged genius-a genius so exalted, so various, and, in every view, so extraordinary, that we say with his friend, the poet whose lines I have adopted as my motto, it is dazzling, perplexing! Genius is that aptitude for a particular object of the human mind which, like the rays concentrated in the focus of the burning glass, produces intense effect where it is directed. Mankind vary in this faculty as wonderfully as they do in their features, and wisely has Providence so ordered it, for thus this divine emanation becomes universally beneficial. But as, whilst acknowledging gratefully the common and least showy blessings that surround us on the earth, our love and admiration are principally given to its sublime sunsets, its mildly beautiful moonlights, its glittering stars, its more near and dear sweet flowers, so have the efforts of genius, which have been

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