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Farewell! If Ever Fondest Prayer

Poetry

And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair

By the Rivers of Babylon We Sat Down and Wept

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto the Fourth

Darkness

Epistle to Augusta

Farewell! If Ever Fondest Prayer

I Would I Were a Careless Child

Lines Inscribed Upon a Cup Formed from a Skull

My Soul is Dark

Oh! Snatched Away in Beauty's Bloom

On Chillon

On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth Year

Prometheus

She Walks in Beauty

Stanzas To Augusta

The Destruction of Sennacherib

When We Two Parted







Farewell! if ever fondest prayer
For other's weal availed on high,
Mine will not all be lost in air,
But waft thy name beyond the sky.
'Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh:
Oh! more than tears of blood can tell,
When wrung from guilt's expiring eye,
Are in that word - Farewell! - Farewell!

These lips are mute, these eyes are dry;
But in my breast and in my brain,
Awake the pangs that pass not by,
The thought that ne'er shall sleep again.
My soul nor deigns nor dares complain,
Though grief and passion there rebel;
I only know we loved in vain -
I only feel - Farewell! - Farewell!




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