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George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон)


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Adieu, adieu! my native shore
Fades o'ver the waters blue;
The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar,
And shrieks the wild sea-mew.
Yon sun that sets upon the sea
We follow in his flight;
Farewell awhile to him and thee,
My native Land-Good Night!
A few short hours, and he will rise
To give the morrow birth;
And I shall hail the main and skies,
But not my mother earth.
Deserted is my own good hall,
Its hearth is desolate;
Wild weeds are gathering on the wall;
My dog howls at the gate.



George Gordon Byron's other poems:
  1. To a Lady who Presented to the Author a Lock of Hair Braided with his own, and appointed a Night in December to meet him in the Garden
  2. Lines Addressed to a Young Lady
  3. On the Eyes of Miss A—— H——
  4. To Anne (Oh say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed)
  5. To a Youthful Friend


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