George Gordon Byron

[Lord Byron] (22 January 1788 – 19 April 1824 / London, England)

George Gordon Byron Poems

241. The Bride Of Abydos 1/1/2004
242. One Struggle More, And I Am Free 3/24/2010
243. All Is Vanity, Saieth The Preacher 3/24/2010
244. Lines Inscribed Upon A Cup Formed From A Skull 1/1/2004
245. Stanzas For Music: There's Not A Joy The World Can Give 1/1/2004
246. Don Juan: Canto The Eighth 1/1/2004
247. Dear Doctor, I Have Read Your Play 1/1/2004
248. Written After Swimming From Sestos To Abydos 1/1/2004
249. Lachin Y Gair 1/1/2004
250. I Saw Thee Weep 3/24/2010
251. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto Iii. 3/29/2010
252. Euthanasia 3/24/2010
253. Away, Away, Ye Notes Of Woe! 3/24/2010
254. Sun Of The Sleepless! 1/1/2004
255. Maid Of Athens, Ere We Part 3/29/2010
256. On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth Year 1/1/2004
257. Fare Thee Well 3/24/2010
258. The Prisoner Of Chillon 1/1/2004
259. Don Juan: Canto The Eleventh 1/1/2004
260. Prometheus 1/1/2004
261. Lara 1/1/2004
262. Adieu, Adieu! My Native Shore 3/24/2010
263. The Isles Of Greece 1/1/2004
264. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto Ii. 3/24/2010
265. The Vision Of Judgment 1/1/2004
266. The Corsair 3/24/2010
267. The Dark, Blue Sea 3/24/2010
268. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto I. 3/24/2010
269. A Spirit Passed Before Me [from Job] 3/24/2010
270. The First Kiss Of Love 3/25/2010
271. There Be None Of Beauty's Daughters 1/1/2004
272. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto Iv. 3/29/2010
273. Thy Days Are Done 1/1/2004
274. Francisca 3/24/2010
275. Damætas 3/24/2010
276. The Dream 1/1/2004
277. Bright Be The Place Of Thy Soul! 3/24/2010
278. There Was A Time, I Need Not Name 1/1/2004
279. A Fragment: When, To Their Airy Hall 3/24/2010
280. The Tear 1/1/2004

Comments about George Gordon Byron

  • Truthbomb McGee (6/25/2018 11:41:00 PM)

    How the is THE Lord Byron 117th on this website, this is absolute garbage. Lord Byron was an amzing poet and leader of the romantic movement.

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  • hasan (11/23/2017 7:12:00 AM)

    Why isn't information full about Byron?

  • Sylva Portoian Sylva Portoian (3/16/2012 2:30:00 PM)

    * Byron with the Armenians Spirits in Venice
    In 1816, Byron visited Saint Lazarus Island in Venice, where he acquainted himself with Armenian culture with the help of the abbots belonging to the Mechitarist Order. With the help of Father H. Avgerian, he learned the Armenian language, and attended many seminars about language and history. He wrote English Grammar and Armenian in 1817, and Armenian Grammar and English in 1819, where he included quotations from classical and modern Armenian. Byron also participated in the compilation of the English Armenian dictionary in 1821, and wrote the preface in which he explained the relationship of the Armenians with and the oppression of the Turkish pashas and the Persian satraps, and their struggle of liberation. His two main translations are the Epistle of Paul to the Corinthians, two chapters of Movses Khorenatsi's History of Armenia and sections of Nerses of Lambron's Orations. His fascination was so great that he even considered a replacement of the Cain story of the Bible with that of the legend of Armenian patriarch Haik. He may be credited with the birth of Armenology and its propagation. His profound lyricism and ideological courage has inspired many Armenian poets, the likes of Ghevond Alishan, Smbat Shahaziz, Hovhannes Tumanyan, Ruben Vorberian and others.

Best Poem of George Gordon Byron

She Walks In Beauty

She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that ...

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To Eliza

Eliza, what fools are the Mussulman sect,
Who to woman deny the soul's future existence!
Could they see thee, Eliza, they'd own their defect,
And this doctrine would meet with a general resistance.

Had their prophet possess'd half an atom of sense,
He ne'er would have woman from paradise driven;
Instead of his houris, a flimsy pretence,
With woman alone he had peopled his heaven.

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