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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
Byron, George Gordon Byron (1788-1824)

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Vol. I. HOURS OF IDLENESS AND OTHER EARLY POEMS.
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Fugitive Pieces.
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Poems on Various Occasions.
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Hours of Idleness.
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Poems Original and Translated.
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Early poems from Various Sources.
  
FRAGMENT.
  
REMEMBRANCE.
  
TO A LADY
  
TO A KNOT OF UNGENEROUS CRITICS.
  
SOLILOQUY OF A BARD IN THE COUNTRY.
  
L'AMITIÉ EST L'AMOUR SANS AILES.
  
THE PRAYER OF NATURE.
  
TRANSLATION FROM ANACREON.
  
[OSSIAN'S ADDRESS TO THE SUN IN “CARTHON.”]
  
[PIGNUS AMORIS.]
  
[A WOMAN'S HAIR.]
  
STANZAS TO JESSY.
  
THE ADIEU.
  
TO ------
  
ON THE EYES OF MISS A--- H---
  
TO A VAIN LADY.
  
TO ANNE.
  
EGOTISM. A LETTER TO J. T. BECHER.
  
TO ANNE.
  
TO THE AUTHOR OF A SONNET
  
ON FINDING A FAN.
  
FAREWELL TO THE MUSE.
  
TO AN OAK AT NEWSTEAD.
  
ON REVISITING HARROW.
  
TO MY SON.
  
QUERIES TO CASUISTS.
  
SONG.
  
TO HARRIET.
  
THERE WAS A TIME, I NEED NOT NAME.
  
AND WILT THOU WEEP WHEN I AM LOW?
  
REMIND ME NOT, REMIND ME NOT.
  
TO A YOUTHFUL FRIEND.
  
LINES INSCRIBED UPON A CUP FORMED FROM A SKULL.
  
WELL! THOU ART HAPPY.
  
INSCRIPTION ON THE MONUMENT OF A NEWFOUNDLAND DOG.
  
TO A LADY,
  
FILL THE GOBLET AGAIN.
  
STANZAS TO A LADY, ON LEAVING ENGLAND.
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ENGLISH BARDS, AND SCOTCH REVIEWERS; BY LORD BYRON.
  
HINTS FROM HORACE:
  
THE CURSE OF MINERVA.
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THE WALTZ: By Horace Hornem, Esq.
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Vol. II.
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Vol. III.
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Vol. IV.
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Vol. V.
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“Above the sun repeat, then, what thou hast
To urge against him,” said the Archangel. “Why,”
Replied the spirit, “since old scores are past,
Must I turn evidence? In faith, not I.
Besides, I beat him hollow at the last,
With all his Lords and Commons: in the sky
I don't like ripping up old stories, since
His conduct was but natural in a prince.
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