Lord Byron

Lord Byron – E’ l’ora in cui s’ode tra i rami / It is the hour

Gustave Moreau, Evening and sorrow, 1882 It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale’s high note is heard; It is the hour — when lover’s vows Seem sweet in every whisper’d word; And gentle winds and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in …

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Lord Byron – C’è un piacere nei boschi senza sentieri / There is a pleasure in the pathless woods

Albrecht Altdorfer, Saint George in the Forest, 1510 There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I …

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Lord Byron (1788-1824)

Lord Byron was one of the major English Romantic poets. He was infamous for his unconventional lifestyle and several sex scandals. He joined to the Greek War of Independence, and died at a young age from a fever in Greece.