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Lord Byron's Armenian Exercises and Poetry

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    Byron lived in Italy, spending time in Venice, Rome, Pisa, and Genoa, from 1816 to 1823. He became romantically involved with Contessa Guiccioli, who left her husband for him. Lord Byron continued to publish poetry, focusing much of his attention on a second epic work, Don Juan. He also became interested in the culture of the Armenians he encountered on the Venetian island of Saint Lazarus, publishing books on Armenian grammar, an Armenian-English dictionary, and translations from Armenian.

    Lord Byron moved to Greece to participate in the fight for independence from the Ottomans in 1823. He invested a large amount of his own money in the Greek troops and planned to command part of a military expedition, but became ill before it began. On 19 April 1824, Lord Byron died of fever. His poetry remains among the best loved in the English language, and he is fondly remembered as a hero by the Greeks.


    http://www.archive.org/stream/lordby...ge/n5/mode/2up

    Oh, the full digital copy is available at the link above because it has survived long enough for the copyright to expire and the book to enter the public domain. A public domain book is one that was never subject to copyright or whose legal copyright term has expired.

    Public domain books are our gateways to the past, representing a wealth of history, culture and knowledge that's often difficult to discover.
    Last edited by KanadaHye; 06-14-2010, 05:37 PM. Reason: Wrong date of death
    "Nobody can give you freedom. Nobody can give you equality or justice or anything. If you're a man, you take it." ~Malcolm X

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    Re: Lord Byron's Armenian Exercises and Poetry

    To Time

    Time! on whose arbitrary wing

    The varying hours must flag or fly,

    Whose tardy winter, fleeting spring,

    But drag or drive us on to die ---


    Hail thou ! who on my birth bestow'd

    Those boons to all that know thee known;

    Yet better I sustain thy load,

    For now I bear the weight alone.


    I would not one fond heart should share

    The bitter moments thou hast given;

    And pardon thee, since thou could'st spare

    All that I loved, to peace or heaven.


    To them be joy or rest, on me

    Thy future ills shall press in vain;

    I nothing owe but years to thee,

    A debt already paid in pain.


    Yet even that pain was some relief,

    It felt, but still forgot thy power:

    The active agony of grief

    Retards, but never counts the hour.


    In joy I've sigh'd to think thy flight

    Would soon subside from swift to slow;

    Thy cloud could overcast the light,

    But could not add a night to woe;


    For then, however drear and dark,

    My soul was suited to thy sky;

    One star alone shot forth a spark

    To prove thee --- not Eternity.


    That beam hath sunk, and now thou art

    A blank; a thing to count and curse,

    Through each dull tedious trifling part,

    Which all regret, yet all rehearse.


    One scene even thou canst not deform;

    The limit of thy sloth or speed

    When future wanderers bear the storm

    Which we shall sleep too sound to heed:


    And I can smile to think how weak

    Thine efforts shortly shall be shown,

    When all the vengeance thou canst wreak

    Must fall upon --- a nameless stone.
    "Nobody can give you freedom. Nobody can give you equality or justice or anything. If you're a man, you take it." ~Malcolm X

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      Re: Lord Byron's Armenian Exercises and Poetry

      Yes, Lord Byron is a Hero for us Greeks.

      Just one small correction though - Lord Byron died 1824 and not 1924.



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        Re: Lord Byron's Armenian Exercises and Poetry

        Originally posted by Alexandros View Post

        Just one small correction though - Lord Byron died 1824 and not 1924.

        Lord Byron
        Yeah, it wouldn't make sense for him to have lived that long
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          Re: Lord Byron's Armenian Exercises and Poetry

          ON THE DEATH OF A YOUNG LADY

          Cousin to the Author, and very dear to him.


          Hush'd are the winds, and still the
          evening gloom,

          Not e'en a zephyr wanders through
          the grove,

          Whilst I return, to view my Mar-
          garet's tomb.

          And scatter flowers on the dust I
          love.

          Within this narrow cell reclines her
          clay.

          That clay, where once such anima-
          tion beam' d ;

          *The author claims the indulgence of the reader for this piece, as it was written at the age of fourteen.


          The King of Terrors seized her as
          his prey,

          Not worth nor beauty have her life
          redeem'd,

          Oh! could that King of Terrors pity
          feel,

          Or Heaven reverse the dread de-
          crees of fate,

          Not here the mourner would his
          grief reveal.

          Not here the muse her virtues would
          relate.

          But wherefore weep ? Her matchless
          spirit soars

          Beyond where splendid shines the
          orb of day;

          And weeping angels lead her to
          those bowers

          Where endless pleasures virtue's
          deeds repay.

          And shall presumptuous mortals
          Heaven arraign,

          And, madly, godlike Providence ac-
          cuse?

          Ah! no, far fly from me attempts so
          vain; —

          I '11 ne'er submission to my God re-
          fuse.

          Yet is remembrance of those virtues
          dear,

          Yet fresh the memory of that beau-
          teous face;

          Still they call forth my warm af-
          fection's tear,

          Still in my heart retain their wont-
          ed place.
          Last edited by KanadaHye; 09-22-2010, 05:27 AM.
          "Nobody can give you freedom. Nobody can give you equality or justice or anything. If you're a man, you take it." ~Malcolm X

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            Re: Lord Byron's Armenian Exercises and Poetry

            I love Lord Byron, great man, great intellectual
            Մեկ Ազգ, Մեկ Մշակույթ
            ---
            "Western Assimilation is the greatest threat to the Armenian nation since the Armenian Genocide."

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