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Lord Byron (1788–1824).  Poetry of Byron.  1881.
 
I. Personal, Lyric, and Elegiac
“Maid of Athens”
 
[Greek]

MAID of Athens, ere we part,
Give, oh, give me back my heart!
Or, since that has left my breast,
Keep it now, and take the rest!
Hear my vow before I go,        5
[Greek]
 
By those tresses unconfined,
Woo’d by each Ægean wind;
By those lids whose jetty fringe
Kiss thy soft cheeks’ blooming tinge;        10
By those wild eyes like the roe,
[Greek]
 
By that lip I long to taste;
By that zone-encircled waist;
By all the token-flowers that tell        15
What words can never speak so well;
By love’s alternate joy and woe,
[Greek]
 
Maid of Athens! I am gone;
Think of me, sweet! when alone.        20
Though I fly to Istambol,
Athens holds my heart and soul:
Can I cease to love thee? No!
[Greek]
 
 
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