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I	A
Long years It tries the thrilling frame to bear	B
And eagle spirit of a child of Song	C
Long years of outrage calumny and wrong	C
Imputed madness prison'd solitude	D
And the mind's canker in its savage mood	D
When the impatient thirst of light and air	B
Parches the heart and the abhorred grate	E
Marring the sunbeams with its hideous shade	F
Works through the throbbing eyeball to the brain	G
With a hot sense of heaviness and pain	G
And bare at once Captivity display'd	F
Stands scoffing through the never open'd gate	E
Which nothing through its bars admits save day	H
And tasteless food which I have eat alone	I
Till its unsocial bitterness is gone	J
And I can banquet like a beast of prey	H
Sullen and lonely crouching in the cave	K
Which is my lair and it may be my grave	K
All this hath somewhat worn me and may wear	B
But must be borne I stoop not to despair	B
For I have battled with mine agony	L
And made me wings wherewith to overfly	A
The narrow circus of my dungeon wall	M
And freed the Holy Sepulchre from thrall	M
And revell'd among men and things divine	N
And pour'd my spirit over Palestine	N
In honour of the sacred war for Him	O
The God who was on earth and is in heaven	P
For He has strengthen'd me in heart and limb	O
That through this sufferance I might be forgiven	P
I have employ'd my penance to record	Q
How Salem's shrine was won and how adored	Q
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II	A
But this is o'er my pleasant task is done	P
My long sustaining friend of many years	R
If I do blot thy final page with tears	S
Know that my sorrows have wrung from me none	P
But thou my young creation my soul's child	T
Which ever playing round me came and smiled	T
And woo'd me from myself with thy sweet sight	U
Thou too art gone and so is my delight	U
And therefore do I weep and inly bleed	V
With this last bruise upon a broken reed	V
Thou too art ended what is left me now	W
For I have anguish yet to bear and how	W
I know not that but in the innate force	X
Of my own spirit shall be found resource	X
I have not sunk for I had no remorse	X
Nor cause for such they call'd me mad and why	A
O Leonora wilt not thou reply	A
I was indeed delirious in my heart	Y
To lift my love so loft as thou art	Y
But still my frenzy was not of the mind	Z
I knew my fault and feel my punishment	A2
Not less because I suffer it unbent	A2
That thou wert beautiful and I not blind	A2
Hath been the sin which shuts me from mankind	A2
But let them go or torture as they will	B2
My heart can multiply thine image still	B2
Successful love may sate itself away	H
The wretched are the faithful 'tis their fate	A2
To have all feeling save the one decay	H
And every passion into one dilate	A2
As rapid rivers into ocean pour	C2
But ours is fathomless and hath no shore	C2
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III	A
Above me hark the long and maniac cry	A
Of minds and bodies in captivity	A2
And hark the lash and the increasing howl	D2
And the half inarticulate blasphemy	A2
There be some here with worse than frenzy foul	D2
Some who do still goad on the o'erlabour'd mind	A2
And dim the little light that's left behind	A2
With needless torture as their tyrant will	B2
Is wound up to the lust of doing ill	B2
With these and with their victims am I class'd	A2
'Mid sounds and sights like these long years have passed	A2
'Mid sounds and sights like these my life may close	E2
So let it be for then I shall repose	F2
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IV	K
I have been patient let me be so yet	A2
I had forgotten half I would forget	A2
But it revives oh I would it were my lot	A2
To be forgetful as I am forgot	A2
Feel I not wroth with those who bade me dwell	G2
In this vast lazar house of many woes	F2
Where laughter is not mirth nor thought the mind	A2
Nor words a language nor even men mankind	A2
Where cries reply to curses shrieks to blows	F2
And each is tortured in his separate hell	G2
For we are crowded in our solitudes	F2
Many but each divided by the wall	M
Which echoes Madness in her babbling moods	F2
While all can hear none heed his neighbour's call	M
None save that One the veriest wretch of all	M
Who was not made to be the mate of these	F2
Nor bound between Distraction and Disease	F2
Feel I not wroth with those who placed me here	H2
Who have debased me in the minds of men	I2
Debarring me the usage of my own	I
Blighting my life in best of its career	J2
Branding my thoughts as things to shun and fear	J2
Would I not pay them back these pangs again	I2
And teach them inward Sorrow's stifled groan	I
The struggle to be calm and cold distress	F2
Which undermines our Stoical success	F2
No still too proud to be vindictive I	A
Have pardon'd princes' insults and would die	A
Yes Sister of my Sovereign for thy sake	K2
I week all bitterness from out my breast	A2
It hath no business where thou art a guest	A2
Thy brother hates but I can not detest	A2
Though pitiest not but I can not forsake	K2
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V	K
Look on a love which knows not to despair	B
But all unquench'd is still my better part	A2
Dwelling deep in my shut and silent heart	A2
As dwells the gather'd lightning in its cloud	A2
Encompass'd with its dark and rolling shroud	A2
Till struck forth flies the all ethereal dart	A2
And thus at the collision of thy name	L2
The vivid thought still flashes through my frame	L2
And for a moment all things as they were	M2
Flit by me they are gone I am the same	L2
And yet my love without ambition grew	N2
I knew thy state my station and I knew	N2
A Princess was no love mate for a bard	A2
I told it not I breathed it not it was	F2
Sufficient to itself its own reward	A2
And if my eyes reveal'd it they alas	F2
Were punish'd by the silentness of thine	N
And yet I did not venture to repine	N
Thou wert to me a crystal girded shrine	N
Worshipp'd at holy distance and around	A2
Hallow'd and meekly kiss'd the saintly ground	A2
Nor for thou wert a princess but that Love	K
Had robed thee with a glory and array'd	A2
Thy lineaments in a beauty that dismay'd	A2
Oh not dismay'd but awed like One above	K
And in that sweet severity there was	F2
A something which all softness did surpass	F2
I know not how thy genius master'd mine	N
My star stood still before thee if it were	M2
Presumptuous thus to love without design	N
That sad fatality hath cost me dear	J2
But thou art dearest still and I should be	K
Fit for this cell which wrongs me but for thee	K
The very love which lock'd me to my chain	N
Hath lighten'd half its weight and for the rest	A2
Though heavy lent me vigour to sustain	N
And look to thee with undivided breast	A2
And foil the ingenuity of Pain	N
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VI	A
It is no marvel from my very birth	O2
My soul was drunk with love which did pervade	A2
And mingle with whate'er I saw on earth	O2
Of objects all inanimate I made	A2
Idols and out of wild and lonely flowers	F2
And rocks whereby they grew a paradise	F2
Where I did lay me down within the shade	A2
Of waving trees and dream'd uncounted hours	F2
Though I was chid for wandering and the Wise	F2
Shook their white aged heads o'er me and said	A2
Of such materials wretched men were made	A2
And such a truant boy would end in woe	P2
And that the only lesson was a blow	P2
And then they smote me and I did not weep	Q2
But cursed them in my heart and to my haunt	A2
Return'd and wept alone and dream'd again	N
The visions which arise without a sleep	Q2
And with my years my soul began to pant	A2
With feelings of strange tumult and soft pain	N
And the whole heart exhaled into One Want	A2
But undefined and wandering till the day	H
I found the thing I sought and that was thee	K
And then I lost my being all to be	K
Absorb'd in thine the world was pass'd away	H
Thou didst annihilate the earth to me	K
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VII	A
I loved all Solitude but little thought	A2
To spend I know not what of life remote	A2
From all communion with existence save	A
The maniac and his tyrant had I been	N
Their fellow many years ere this had seen	N
My mind like theirs corrupted to its grave	A
But who hath seen	N

George Gordon Byron

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