Selections from the poetry of Lord Byron by Baron George Gordon Byron Byron

Selections from the poetry of Lord Byron

byBaron George Gordon Byron Byron

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1900 Excerpt: ... gloomy vigil, but a festal time, Merrier than day; he did not walk the rocks And forests like a wolf, nor turn aside From men and their delights. Her. Beshrew the hour. But those were jocund times! I would that such Would visit the old walls again; they look As if they had forgotten them. Manuel. These walls Must change their chieftain first. Oh! I have seen Some strange things in them, Herman. 30 Her. Come, be friendly; Relate me some to while away our watch: I've heard thee darkly speak of an event Which happen'd hereabouts, by this same tower. Manuel. That was a night indeed! I do remember 'Twas twilight, as it may be now, and such Another evening; yon red cloud which rests On Eigher's pinnacle, so rested then So like that it might be the same; the wind Was faint and gusty, and the mountain snows Began to glitter with the climbing moon; 40 Count Manfred was, as now, within his tower--How occupied, we knew not, but with him The sole companion of his wanderings And watchings--her, whom all of earthly things That lived, the only thing he seem'd to love--As he, indeed, by blood was bound to do,--The Lady Astarte, his Hush! who comes here? Enter the ABBOT. Abbot. Where is your master? Her. Yonder, in the tower. Abbot. I must speak with him. Manuel. 'Tis impossible; He is most private, and must not be thus 5 Intruded on. Abbot. Upon myself I take The forfeit of my fault, if fault there be--But I must see him. Her. Thou hast seen him once This eve already. Abbot. Herman! I command thee, Knock, and apprise the Count of my approach. Her. We dare not. Abbot. Then it seems I must be herald Of my own purpose. Manuel. Reverend father, stop--I pray you pause. Abbot. Why so? Manuel. But step this way, And I will tell you further. Exeunt. Scene IV.--Interior of the Tow...

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Title:Selections from the poetry of Lord ByronFormat:PaperbackDimensions:134 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.29 inPublished:May 13, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0217046894

ISBN - 13:9780217046893

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