Lord Byron

Lord Byron – Non c’è figlia della bellezza / There be none of Beauty’s daughters

Michael Richard Putz, Orpheus and Eurydice, 1868 There be none of Beauty’s daughterswith a magic like Thee;and like music on the watersis thy sweet voice to me:when, as if its sound were causingthe charmed ocean’s pausing,the waves lie still and gleaming,and the lull’d winds seem dreaming:and the midnight moon is weavingher bright chain o’er the …

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Lord Byron – Così più non andremo in giro senza meta

Caspar David Friedrich, The evening, 1821 So, we’ll go no more a roving    So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving,    And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath,    And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe,    And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for …

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Lord Byron – Passa radiosa / She Walks in Beauty

Jean-Louis Hamon, The night, 1866 She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every …

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Lord Byron – Ti vidi piangere / I Saw Thee Weep

Maxfield Parrish, Romance, 1922 I saw thee weep–the big bright tearCame o’er that eye of blue;And then methought it did appearA violet dropping dew:I saw thee smile–the sapphire’s blazeBeside thee ceased to shine;It could not match the living raysThat filled that glance of thine.As clouds from yonder sun receiveA deep and mellow dye,Which scarce the …

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