English poem
On Being Asked What Was the "Origin of Love."
by Lord Byron
The "Origin of Love!"--Ah, why That cruel question ask of me, When thou mayst read in many an eye He starts to life on seeing thee? And shouldst thou seek his end to know: My heart forebodes, my fears foresee, He'll linger long in silent woe; But live until--I cease to be.
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- On a Cornelian Heart Which Was Broken
- On a Distant View of the Village and School of Harrow on the Hill, 1806
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- On Jordan's Banks
- On Leaving Newstead Abbey
- On Lord Thurlow's Poems
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