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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ELEGY, by GEORGE GORDON BYRON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Oh! Snatch'd away in beauty's bloom Last Line: Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet. Alternate Author Name(s): Byron, Lord; Byron, 6th Baron | |||
OH! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom, On thee shall press no ponderous tomb; But on thy turf shall roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom: And oft by you blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread; Fond wretch! as if her step disturb'd the dead! Away! we know that tears are vain, That death nor heeds nor hears distress: Will this unteach us to complain? Or make one mourner weep the less? And thou -- who tell'st me to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRAGMENT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON A SPIRIT PASSED BEFORE ME by GEORGE GORDON BYRON AN ODE TO THE FRAMERS OF THE FRAME BILL by GEORGE GORDON BYRON BEPPO: A VENETIAN STORY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON BY THE RIVERS OF BABYLON WE SAT DOWN AND WEPT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON CHURCHILL'S GRAVE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON DARKNESS by GEORGE GORDON BYRON DON JUAN: CANTO 1 by GEORGE GORDON BYRON DON JUAN: DEDICATION [OR, INVOCATION] by GEORGE GORDON BYRON ELEGY ON THYRZA by GEORGE GORDON BYRON EPIGRAM ON MY WEDDING DAY: TO PENELOPE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |
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