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George Gordon Byron (Джордж Гордон Байрон)

On Finding a Fan

In one who felt as once he felt,
  This might, perhaps, have fann’d the flame;
But now his heart no more will melt,
  Because that heart is not the same.

As when the ebbing flames are low,
  The aid which once improved their light,
And bade them burn with fiercer glow,
  Now quenches all their blaze in night.

Thus has it been with Passion’s fires—
  As many a boy and girl remembers—
While every hope of love expires,
  Extinguish’d with the dying embers.

The first, though not a spark survive,
  Some careful hand may teach to burn;
The last, alas! can ne’er survive;
  No touch can bid its warmth return.

Or, if it chance to wake again,
  Not always doom’d its heat to smother,
It sheds (so wayward fates ordain)
  Its former warmth around another.

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. Granta. A Medley
  3. To ——
  4. On the Eyes of Miss A—— H——
  5. Egotism. A Letter to J. T. Becher

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