The Poetical Works of Lord Byron: With a Memoir, Volume 1T.Y. Crowell, 1877 - 698 pages |
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Page 248
... Death ? Cain . Been seen . Lucifer . But must be undergone . Cain . He has not yet My father Says he is something dreadful , and my mother Weeps when he is named ; and Abel lifts his eyes To heaven , and Zillah casts hers to the earth ...
... Death ? Cain . Been seen . Lucifer . But must be undergone . Cain . He has not yet My father Says he is something dreadful , and my mother Weeps when he is named ; and Abel lifts his eyes To heaven , and Zillah casts hers to the earth ...
Page 280
... death ! death ! who first incurr'd thee ? Eve ! let not this , Thy natural grief , lead to impiety ! A heavy doom was long forespoken to us ; And now that it begins , let it be borne In such sort as may show our God , that we Are ...
... death ! death ! who first incurr'd thee ? Eve ! let not this , Thy natural grief , lead to impiety ! A heavy doom was long forespoken to us ; And now that it begins , let it be borne In such sort as may show our God , that we Are ...
Page 345
... death . TRANSLATION OF THE EPITAPH ON VIRGIL AND TIBULLUS , BY DOMITIUS MARSUS . HE who sublime in epic numbers roll'd , And he who struck the softer lyre of love , By Death's unequal hand alike controll'd , * Fit comrades in Elysian ...
... death . TRANSLATION OF THE EPITAPH ON VIRGIL AND TIBULLUS , BY DOMITIUS MARSUS . HE who sublime in epic numbers roll'd , And he who struck the softer lyre of love , By Death's unequal hand alike controll'd , * Fit comrades in Elysian ...
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