It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not... The Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: The siege of Corinth. Parisina ... - Page 136 by George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1817 Full view -
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