George Gordon Byron

(22 January 1788 – 19 April 1824 / London, England)

Imitation Of Tibullus - Poem by George Gordon Byron

'Sulpicia ad Cerinthum.'--Lib. iv.

Cruel Cerinthus! does the fell disease
Which racks my breast your fickle bosom please?
Alas! I wish'd but to o'ercome the pain,
That I might live for love and you again;
But now I scarcely shall bewail my fate:
By death alone I can avoid your hate


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 24, 2010



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