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15 de may. de 2024 · How to say George Gordon Byron in English? Pronunciation of George Gordon Byron with 2 audio pronunciations, 1 meaning, 6 translations and more for George Gordon Byron.
Hace 1 día · In this rural retreat, May we meet, as we part, with a Tear. When my soul wings her flight. To the regions of night, And my corse shall recline on its bier; As ye pass by the tomb, Where my ashes consume, Oh! moisten their dust with a Tear. George Gordon Byron.
13 de may. de 2024 · The Prophecy Of Dante. Canto The First. Once more in Man's frail world! which I had left. So long that 'twas forgotten; and I feel. The weight of clay again, - too soon bereft. Of the Immortal Vision which could heal. My earthly sorrows, and to God's own skies. Lift me from that deep Gulf without repeal, Where late my ears rung with the damned ...
Hace 3 días · Thy verse is “sad” enough, no doubt: A devilish deal more sad than witty! Why we should weep I can't find out, Unless for thee we weep in pity. Yet there is one I pity more; And much, alas! I
26 de abr. de 2024 · Un espectro ambulante El 19 de abril de hace 200 años murió George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron, gran representante del romanticismo inglés. Byron logró reunir a escritores de la talla de Mary Shelley, autora de Frankenstein y John William Polidori, autor del relato “El Vampiro”, que cambió la figura de ese personaje para siempre.
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Hace 4 días · More deeply purpled, meet his mellowing glance, And tenderest tints, along their summits driven, Mark his gay course, and own the hues of Heaven; Till, darkly shaded from the land and deep, Behind his Delphian rock he sinks to sleep. On such an eve his palest beam he cast. When, Athens! here thy Wisest looked his last.
