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The Destruction of Sennacherib: Lord Byron

The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. … Continue reading

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Mothers-In-Law: Lord Byron

I should, many a good day, have blown my brains out, but for the recollection that it would have given pleasure to my mother-in-law; and even then, if I could have been certain to haunt her… Lord Byron 1788-1824 Letter, … Continue reading

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Quiet: Lord Byron

Quiet, to quick bosoms, is a hell. Lord Byron Poor Lord Byron! One imagines him saying this when marooned in a country house weekend with dreary company and terrible weather… The illustration is © Alan49 | View Portfolio via Shutterstock

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So We’ll Go No More a Roving

So, we’ll go no more a roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And … Continue reading

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