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The works of Lord Byron

A new, revised and enlarged edition, with illustrations. Edited by Ernest Hartley Coleridge and R. E. Prothero

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FROM THE PORTUGUESE.

“TU MI CHAMAS.”

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In moments to delight devoted,
“My Life!” with tenderest tone, you cry;

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Dear words! on which my heart had doted,
If Youth could neither fade nor die.

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To Death even hours like these must roll,
Ah! then repeat those accents never;
Or change “my Life!” into “my Soul!”
Which, like my Love, exists for ever.
ANOTHER VERSION.
You call me still your Life.—Oh! change the word—
Life is as transient as the inconstant sigh:
Say rather I'm your Soul; more just that name,
For, like the soul, my Love can never die.