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It Is The Hour When From The Boughs The Nightingale's High Note Is Heard
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It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale's high note is heard;
It is the hour when lovers' vows
Seem sweet in every whisper'd word.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824)
-- Parisina, Stanza 1
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Oh, weep for the hour When to Eveleen's bower The lord of the valley with false vows came.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Eveleen's Bowe...
A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto ii, Stanza 2...
Yet in my lineaments they trace Some features of my father's face.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Parisina, Stanza 13...
A thousand years scarce serve to form a state: An hour may lay it in the dust.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto ii, Stanza 84...
When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter," And proved it,--'t was no matter what he said.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto xi, Stanza 1...
Rush hour: that hour when the traffic is almost at a standstill.
The mountains look on Marathon, And Marathon looks on the sea
And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free....
And if we do but watch the hour, There never yet was human power Which could evade, if unforgiven, The patient search and vigil long Of him who treasures up a wrong.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Mazeppa, Stanza 10...
Oh for one hour of blind old Dandolo, The octogenarian chief, Byzantium's conquering foe!
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iv, Stanza 12...