And gazing on the dead, she thought his face Faded, or altera#39;d into something newa Like to her fathera#39;s features, till each trace More like and like to Lambroa#39;s aspect grewWith all his ... XL. u Youngman, your sword ;Ar so Lambro once more said: Juan replied, alt;alt; Not while this arm is free. ... I have pledged my faith ; I love himaI will die with him: I knew Your naturea#39;s firmnessaknow your daughtera#39;s too.
|Title||:||The Works of Lord Byron Including His Suppressed Poems|
|Author||:||George Noël Gordon Byron (Baron Byron)|