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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)

Vol. I. HOURS OF IDLENESS AND OTHER EARLY POEMS.

II.

III.

IV.

JEUX D'ESPRIT AND MINOR POEMS, 1798–1824.

EPIGRAM ON AN OLD LADY WHO HAD SOME CURIOUS NOTIONS RESPECTING THE SOUL.

EPITAPH ON JOHN ADAMS, OF SOUTHWELL,

A VERSION OF OSSIAN'S ADDRESS TO THE SUN.

LINES TO MR. HODGSON.

[TO DIVES. A FRAGMENT.]

FAREWELL PETITION TO J. C. H., ESQRE.

TRANSLATION OF THE NURSE'S DOLE IN THE MEDEA OF EURIPIDES.

MY EPITAPH.

SUBSTITUTE FOR AN EPITAPH.

EPITAPH FOR JOSEPH BLACKET, LATE POET AND SHOEMAKER.

ON MOORE'S LAST OPERATIC FARCE, OR FARCICAL OPERA.

[R. C. DALLAS.]

AN ODE TO THE FRAMERS OF THE FRAME BILL.

TO THE HONBLE. MRS. GEORGE LAMB.

[LA REVANCHE.]

TO THOMAS MOORE.

ON LORD THURLOW'S POEMS.

TO LORD THURLOW.

THE DEVIL'S DRIVE.

WINDSOR POETICS.

[Another Version.] ON A ROYAL VISIT TO THE VAULTS.

ICH DIEN.

CONDOLATORY ADDRESS

FRAGMENT OF AN EPISTLE TO THOMAS MOORE.

ANSWER TO ---'S PROFESSIONS OF AFFECTION.

ON NAPOLEON'S ESCAPE FROM ELBA.

ENDORSEMENT TO THE DEED OF SEPARATION, IN THE APRIL OF 1816.

[TO GEORGE ANSON BYRON (?)]

SONG FOR THE LUDDITES.

TO THOMAS MOORE.

TO MR. MURRAY.

VERSICLES.

QUEM DEUS VULT PERDERE PRIUS DEMENTAT.

TO THOMAS MOORE.

EPISTLE FROM MR. MURRAY TO DR. POLIDORI.

EPISTLE TO MR. MURRAY.

ON THE BIRTH OF JOHN WILLIAM RIZZO HOPPNER.

[E NIHILO NIHIL;

TO MR. MURRAY.

BALLAD. TO THE TUNE OF “SALLEY IN OUR ALLEY.”

ANOTHER SIMPLE BALLAT.

EPIGRAM. FROM THE FRENCH OF RULHIERES.

EPILOGUE.

ON MY WEDDING-DAY.

EPITAPH FOR WILLIAM PITT.

LINES ADDRESSED BY LORD BYRON TO MR. HOBHOUSE ON HIS ELECTION FOR WESTMINSTER.

A VOLUME OF NONSENSE.

STANZAS.

TO PENELOPE.

THE CHARITY BALL.

EPIGRAM ON THE BRAZIERS' ADDRESS TO BE PRESENTED IN ARMOUR BY THE COMPANY TO QUEEN CAROLINE.

ON MY THIRTY-THIRD BIRTHDAY.

MARTIAL, Lib. I. Epig. I.

[NAPOLEON'S SNUFF-BOX.]

THE NEW VICAR OF BRAY.

LUCIETTA. A FRAGMENT.

EPIGRAMS.

THE CONQUEST.

IMPROMPTU.

JOURNAL IN CEPHALONIA.

SONG TO THE SULIOTES.

[LOVE AND DEATH.]

LAST WORDS ON GREECE.

ON THIS DAY I COMPLETE MY THIRTY-SIXTH YEAR.

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ON LORD THURLOW'S POEMS.

1

When Thurlow this damned nonsense sent,
(I hope I am not violent)
Nor men nor gods knew what he meant.

2

And since not even our Rogers' praise
To common sense his thoughts could raise—
Why would they let him print his lays?

3

[OMITTED]

4

[OMITTED]

5

To me, divine Apollo, grant—O!
Hermilda's first and second canto,
I'm fitting up a new portmanteau;

6

And thus to furnish decent lining,
My own and others' bays I'm twining,—
So, gentle Thurlow, throw me thine in.

June 2, 1813.