The Best of ByronRonald Press Company, 1947 - 795 sider |
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... speak to her - but bid her speak— Forgive me or condemn me . NEMESIS By the power which hath broken The grave which enthrall'd thee , Man . Speak to him who hath spoken , Or MANFRED 307.
... speak to her - but bid her speak— Forgive me or condemn me . NEMESIS By the power which hath broken The grave which enthrall'd thee , Man . Speak to him who hath spoken , Or MANFRED 307.
Side 308
... speak to me : I have so much endured - so much endure— Look on me ! the grave hath not changed thee more Than I am changed for thee . Thou lovedst me Too much , as I loved thee : we were not made To torture thus each other , though it ...
... speak to me : I have so much endured - so much endure— Look on me ! the grave hath not changed thee more Than I am changed for thee . Thou lovedst me Too much , as I loved thee : we were not made To torture thus each other , though it ...
Side 309
... speak to me ! I have outwatch'd the stars , And gazed o'er heaven in vain in search of thee . Speak to me ! I have wander'd o'er the earth , And never found thy likeness - Speak to me ! Look on the fiends around - they feel for me : I ...
... speak to me ! I have outwatch'd the stars , And gazed o'er heaven in vain in search of thee . Speak to me ! I have wander'd o'er the earth , And never found thy likeness - Speak to me ! Look on the fiends around - they feel for me : I ...
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Character of Present Interest in Byron | 1 |
Brief History of Byrons Reputation | 9 |
The Psychological Basis of Byrons Fame | 20 |
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