Not with a Club, the Heart is broken Nor with a Stone – A Whip so small you could not see it…

Once more, my now bewildered Dove Bestirs her puzzled wings Once more her mistress, on the deep Her troubled question flings –…

Rearrange a “Wife’s” Affection! When they dislocate my Brain! Amputate my freckled Bosom! Make me bearded like a man! Blush, my spirit,…

When all around grew drear and dark, And reason half withheld her ray – And hope but shed a dying spark Which…

Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory;…

I She walks in beauty, like the night. Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright….

I So, we’ll go no more a roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the…

CANTO THE FIRST. Oh, thou, in Hellas deemed of heavenly birth, Muse, formed or fabled at the minstrel’s will! Since shamed full…

Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever fare thee well! Even though unforgiving, never ‘Gainst thee shall my heart…

Ferrara That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, now:…

(Called ‘The Faultless Painter’) But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down…