Love
Imitation of Tibullus. Sulpicia ad Cerinthum
From Works, ed. Coleridge, vol. I (1898)
Love
Cruel Cerinthus! does the fell disease
Which racks my breast your fickle bosom please?
Alas! I wish'd but to o'ercome the pain,
That I might live for Love and you again;
But, now, I scarcely shall bewail my fate:
By Death alone I can avoid your hate.
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Byron, George Gordon, Lord. “Imitation of Tibullus. Sulpicia ad Cerinthum.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/byron/298/.
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Byron, George Gordon, Lord. “Imitation of Tibullus. Sulpicia ad Cerinthum.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/byron/298/.
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