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" A mirror of my heart, where she may read The thousand thoughts I now betray to thee, Wild as thy wave, and headlong as thy speed ! What do I say — a mirror of my heart? "
Anecdotes of lord Byron [by A. Kilgour]. - Page 65
by Alexander Kilgour (M.D.) - 1825
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The Love Affairs of Lord Byron

Francis Henry Gribble - Literary Criticism - 1910 - 428 pages
...mansion flows the river Trent ; and Byron wrote the lines beginning : " River that rottest by the andent walls, Where dwells the Lady of my love, when she...by thy brink, and there perchance recalls A faint andfleeting memory of me" The common supposition is that the river invoked is the Po, and that the...
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Writers and Writings of Texas

Davis Foute Eagleton - American literature - 1913 - 412 pages
...the Trinity River at Wise's Ferry, April 31, 1865, and inscribed to Miss Nannie W. Fletcher.) "River that rollest by the ancient walls Where dwells the lady of my love." — Bvroti. Fair River, I gaze on thy bosom again, Afar from thy source on that beautiful plain, Ere...
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The Traveler's Book of Verse

Frederick Earle Emmons, Thomas Waterman Huntington - Europe - 1928 - 454 pages
...too, the rivers and the mountains have formed a plain on which many great cities have risen. River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when she Walks by the brink, and there perchance recalls A faint and fleeting memory of me; What if thy deep and ample...
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Byron en het Byronisme in de Nederlandsche letterkunde

Tjeerd Popma - Dutch literature - 1928 - 444 pages
...Padua, Ferrara en Bologna schreef hij aan de oevers van de Po de schoone Stanzas to the Po: River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the Lady of my love, when she Walks bij the brink, and there perchance recalls A faint and fleeting memory of me: What if thy deep and...
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Selected Poems

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - Poetry - 1996 - 868 pages
...forgot To thank his tale, he wonder'd not, The king had been an hour asleep. Stanzas to the Po River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the...perchance recalls A faint and fleeting memory of me; II S What if thy deep and ample stream should be A mirror of my heart, where she may read The thousand...
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