The Works of Lord Byron, Vol. 7. Poetry

Chapter 40

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From this emblem what variance your motto evinces! (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc._), vii. 36

God maddens him whom 't is his will to lose (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc._), vii. 45

Good plays are scarce (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc._), vii. 12

Great Jove! to whose Almighty Throne (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 14

Harriet, to see such Circumspection (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 263

He, unto whom thou art so partial (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc._), vii. 74

He who, sublime, in epic numbers roll'd (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 73

Here once engaged the stranger's view (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 259

Here's a happy New Year! but with reason (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc._), _ii. 322_; vii. 64

High in the midst, surrounded by his peers (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 28

Hills of Annesley, Bleak and Barren (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 210

His father's sense, his mother's grace (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc._), vii. 54

How came you in Hob's pound to cool? (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc._), vii. 66

How pleasant were the songs of Toobonai! (_Island_, Canto II.), v. 598

How sweetly shines, through azure skies (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 131

Hush'd are the winds, and still the evening gloom (_Hours of Idleness_), i. 5

Huzza! Hodgson, we are going (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc._), vii. 4

I cannot talk of Love to thee (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 411

I enter thy garden of roses (_Poems 1809-1813_), iii. 22

I had a dream, which was not all a dream (_Poems of July-September, 1816_), iv. 42

I heard thy fate without a tear (_Poems 1814-1816_), iii. 425

I now mean to be serious;--it is time (_Don Juan_, Canto XIII.), vi. 481

I read the "Christabel" (_Jeux d'Esprit, etc._), vii. 45

I saw thee weep--the big bright tear (_Hebrew Melodies_), iii. 390

I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name (_Poems 1814-1816_),