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

Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : So We'll Go No More A-roving : First Line : So we'll go no more a-roving
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : So, We'll Go No More A Roving : First Line : So, we’ll go no more a roving
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Soliloquy Of A Bard In The Country : First Line : ’Twas now the noon of night, and all was still,
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Solitude : First Line : To sit on rocks, to muse o’er flood and fell,
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Song ( Breeze Of The Night In Gentler Sighs ) : First Line : Breeze of the night in gentler sighs

Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Song Of Saul Before His Last Battle : First Line : Warriors and chiefs! should the shaft or the sword
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Sonnet - To Genevra : First Line : Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe,
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Sonnet To Lake Leman : First Line : Rousseau -- Voltaire -- our Gibbon -- De Stal --
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Sonnet---to Genevra : First Line : Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe,
Poet : George Gordon Lord Byron : Poem : Stanzas Composed During A Thunderstorm : First Line : Chill and mirk is the nightly blast,