Poetic Openings : George Gordon Lord Byron to George Gordon Lord Byron

Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Lines Inscribed Upon A Cup Formed From A Skull : First Line : Start not—nor deem my spirit fled:
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Lines Written Beneath An Elm In The Churchyard Of Harrow : First Line : Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh,
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Lines, On Hearing That Lady Byron Was Ill : First Line : And thou wert sad—yet I was not with thee!
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Love's Last Adieu : First Line : The roses of Love glad the garden of life,
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Lugete Veneres Cupidinesque : First Line : Translation From Catullus

Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Maid Of Athens, Ere We Part : First Line : Maid of Athens, ere we part,
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Mazeppa : First Line : I
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : My Soul Is Dark : First Line : My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Ode To His Lyre : First Line : Translation From Anacreon
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Ode To Napoleon Bonaparte : First Line : I