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Stanzas To Augusta

by Lord Byron

When all around grew drear and dark,
And reason half withheld her ray-
And hope but shed a dying spark
Which more misled my lonely way;

In that deep midnight of the mind,
And that internal strife of heart,
When dreading to be deemed too kind,
The weak despair-the cold depart;

When fortune changed-and love fled far,
And hatred's shafts flew thick and fast,
Thou wert the solitary star
Which rose, and set not to the last.

Oh, blest be thine unbroken light!
That watched me as a seraph's eye,
And stood between me and the night,
For ever shining sweetly nigh.

And when the cloud upon us came,
Which strove to blacken o'er thy ray-
Then purer spread its gentle flame,
And dashed the darkness all away.

Still may thy spirit dwell on mine,
And teach it what to brave or brook-
There's more in one soft word of thine
Than in the world's defied rebuke.

Thou stood'st as stands a lovely tree
That, still unbroke though gently bent,
Still waves with fond fidelity
Its boughs above a monument.

The winds might rend, the skies might pour,
But there thou wert-and still wouldst be
Devoted in the stormiest hour
To shed thy weeping leaves o'er me.

But thou and thine shall know no blight,
Whatever fate on me may fall;
For heaven in sunshine will requite
The kind-and thee the most of all.

Then let the ties of baffled love
Be broken-thine will never break;
Thy heart can feel-but will not move;
Thy soul, though soft, will never shake.

And these, when all was lost beside,
Were found, and still are fixed in thee;-
And bearing still a breast so tried,
Earth is no desert-e'en to me.


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  Translations for this Poem
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  Poems by Lord Byron
  1. A Spirit Passed Before Me
  2. Churchills Grave
  3. Darkness
  4. Epistle To Augusta
  5. Lines Inscribed Upon A Cup Formed From
  6. Lines On Hearing That Lady Byron Was Il
  7. Lines Written Beneath An Elm In The Chu
  8. Oh Snatched Away In Beautys Bloom
  9. On Chillon
  10. On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth
  11. She Walks In Beauty
  12. Solitude
  13. So Well Go No More A Roving
  14. Stanzas For Music
  15. Stanzas For Music Theres Not A Joy The
  16. Stanzas To Augusta
  17. Stanzas To The Po
  18. Stanzas Written On The Road Between Flo
  19. The Destruction Of Sennacherib
  20. The Dream
  21. To Thomas Moore
  22. To Thyrza And Thou Art Dead
  23. When We Two Parted
  24. Written After Swimming From Sestos To A
 
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