Excerpt from A Poetical Tribute to the Memory of Lord ByronThat he whose heart of finest texture wove, Chivalrous honour, pity, friendship, love, Who, like the south-wind, sheds his odours round, Should in his bosom bear the cureless wound, Or curst by poverty, or feelings slave.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an impo...
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