In Honor of Lord Byron
| On this day in 1824 George Gordon, Lord Byron, passed away. Byron is one of my favorite poets and in his honor I offer you this breathtaking poem of his: So, We'll Go No More a Roving 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 the sheath, And the soul outwears the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And Love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we'll go no more a roving By the light of the moon. Labels: poetry |
posted by Nick Senger at 6:09 AM
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Booklogged said ... (Thursday, April 19, 2007 10:39:00 PM) :
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Nick Senger said ... (Saturday, April 21, 2007 6:44:00 AM) :
post a commentBeautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
You're very welcome. I was introduced to this poem through Ray Bradbury's short story "And the Moon Be Still as Bright," from The Martian Chronicles. If I remember correctly, Bradbury's wife recited the poem to him while they were out walking; he loved it so much that when they returned home he immediately wrote the short story.