Monday, April 29, 2013

Lord Byron - An Unpublished Poem



 
"Oh Memory, torture me no more,

The present's all o'ercast;
My hopes of future bliss are o'er,
In mercy veil the past.
Why bring those images to view
I henceforth must resign ?
Ah ! why those happy hours renew,
That never can be mine?
Past pleasure doubles present pain,
To sorrow adds regret,
Regret and hope are both in vain,
I ask but to — forget."

Lord Byron  - English Poet -  1788-1824

"Byron's famous love poetry gives us a glimpse of the tremendous passions that moved him.
Lord Byron's hedonistic lifestyle and much recorded cavalier and scandalous treatment of his many women certainly does not lend credence to any reputation he might have as a caring and sensitive soul, but maybe the above example of his famous love poetry can be seen as proof of some redeeming evidence. 



His first true love at the age of 16, was Mary Chaworth who two years older, was derisive about his devotion to her. Byron, already aware of the doomed outcome of this unrequited love, wrote with a pencil in a volume of Madame de Maintenon's letters, belonging to her, the following verses, which was never published:

Years later, after contracting an unhappy marriage, she sought vainly to rekindle his interest, at a time his fame as a great poet was burgeoning. As is often the case in such matters, it was far too late."
From Love Poetry of the World.
I also recommend that you read Byron's epic and reflective poem "The Dream"
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36 comments:

MARTY said...

beautiful poetry
wish you a wonderful week dianne

Rahul Bhatia said...

Lovely work of Lord Byron. Thanks Dianne!

Leovi said...

Wonderful poem full of intensity and passion of love. Pure Byron!
Besos.

JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga poeta,como estamos en Primavera
intente hacer algo que la pudiera represenrar,cosa imposible
Abrazos

Giga said...

Nie miał Byron szczęścia w życiu niestety. Piękne płatki róży na zdjeciu. Pozdrawiam.
Byron had no luck in life, unfortunately. Beautiful rose petals in the picture. Yours.

NYD said...

I have never read any poetry written by Lord Byron, but seeing as it's a rainy day here in Lilliput I might as well get acquainted with some of his works...Thanks Dianne

Leovi said...

The life and works of Lord Byron is extremely interesting!
Besos.

Elia said...

WDear Friend that's is a wonderful poem full of intensity and love.
sometimes I think previously loved and felt in a more profound, life was serene, quiet and had time to love, but not corresponded, for other reasons that marked society.
There are so many beautiful writings to read in those cool evenings by the fireplace and make me dream ...

thanks

a hug

^^

ReltiH said...

MUY BELLO POEMA. MUCHAS GRACIAS POR COMPARTIRLO. UN PLACER VISITAR SU ESPACIO.
UN ABRAZO

JUAN FUENTES said...

La Primavera en Andalucia con sus estrelladas noches ,son espectáculos dignos de admirar

Łucja-Maria said...

Hello Dear Dianne!
I really like the rose and its petals. Delicious color.
Lord Bayron was not lucky.
I wish you have a nice weekend.
I send greetings.

Magia da Inês said...

¸.•°✿✿⊱彡

Muito bonito.
Ótimo mês de maio!
Beijinhos.
Brasil.°✿⊱彡
¸.•°✿✿⊱彡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Marty , for your kind wishes... so pleased you enjoyed Byron's poem.

bisous

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Rahul , so pleased you enjoyed his poem.

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Leovi , yes, Byron was a great romantic poet.

Besos

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Gracias, querido Juan , voy a tratar de escribir algo de la primavera.
abrazos mi amigo

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Tak drodzy Giga miał krótkie życie, ale na pewno ciekawe życie. Dzięki, tak zadowolony lubisz płatki róży.
Ciepłe pozdrowienia przyjacielu.

Yes dear Giga he had a short life but certainly an interesting life. Thanks, so pleased you liked the rose petals.
Warm greetings my friend.

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you for stopping by dear NYD , I hope you enjoyed your rainy afternoon. Lord Byron has written many wonderful poems, far too numerous to mention, the more I search, the more I find.
His epic poem "The Dream" is much more reflective than "The Dream" written by John Donne. I have posted a few of Byron's poems on my blog, some I love are "There Is Pleasure In The Pathless Woods", "She Walks In Beauty Like The Night", "When We Two Parted" and "To Mary" from a volume of poems he called "Fugitive Pieces".

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thanks dear Leovi , yes, Byron certainly lived a very interesting life even though it was so short; his poetry is prolific, descriptive and beautiful. The more I search the more poems I love; his romantic poetry is written with such a depth of feeling.

Besos

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dearest Elia for your thoughtful words.
Yes my dear it is a beautiful poem, filled with love and the intense sadness of someone whose heart has been broken and is tormented by the memories.

I hope you are enjoying your evenings dear friend.

besos ^^

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Estimado ReltiH , gracias por tus palabras reflexivas y gracias por visitar mi espacio.
abrazos

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Juan querido amigo, estoy seguro de que sus cielos nocturnos son hermosas y suaves noches con cielos llenos de estrellas.
abrazos cálidos

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Hello dear Lucia , thank you for your kind words, so pleased you liked the rose.
No, Lord Byron was not lucky but he certainly had an interesting life, the more I read about him and his accomplishments, the more intrigueing I find him.
Warm greetings my friend.

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Inês for your kind words, yes, a happy month of May to you.
Hugs and kisses .•°✿✿⊱彡

xoxoxo ♡

Evanir said...

As pessoas mais bonitas que conhecemos são aquelas que conheceram a derrota,
o sofrimento, a luta, a perda;
e de ter encontrado seu caminho em direção à luz,
longe das coisas ruins. Essas pessoas têm uma paz,
uma sensibilidade e uma compreensão da vida que nos enche de compaixão,
gentileza e um profundo cuidado amoroso.
Pessoas bonitas não acontecem apenas,
de repente. Elas se constroem dia após dia.
Não me deixe parar nunca, e que sua esperanças se renovem a cada amanhecer.
Um ferido abençoado e feliz .
Li e levo no coração sua postagem
na esperança de ter deixado você feliz com minha mensagem nesse
feriado.
Beijos no coração afagos na sua alma.
Carinhosamente,Evanir.

JUAN FUENTES said...

La soledad,eterna compañera,a veces la amamos,pero muchas veces la detestamo.

Patrycja Photography said...

With you as always a great atmosphere! Yours! In my blog account of the Spectacle "light tone and a pair of" The antique steam engines! enjoy :)

Mirthe Duindam said...

Beautiful dear Dianne. Warm greetings from Holland, Mirthe

JUAN FUENTES said...

Al pasear por los campos,ver los colores de la Naturaleza,oler los perfumenes de la plantas,nos hace pensar,que tenemos que agradecerle el poder estar vivo.

foam said...

Just dropping by to say hello! I wonder if Mary ever went through the 'I should haves' ....

dianne said...

Obrigado querida Evanir por suas palavras atenciosas e bonito. É verdade, aqueles que sofreram e foram com o coração partido e deixou com pesar, mas que se elevam acima amargura em seu coração vai encontrar a luz novamente. Eles serão mais compaixão e compreensão para os outros e espero encontrar paz e felicidade a cada dia.
Eu realmente apreciei a sua mensagem sincera. É compreender as pessoas como você que fazem do mundo um lugar melhor amigo querido.
Beijos e obrigada de coração.
Com carinho, Dianne
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Gracias, querido Juan por sus amables palabras, la soledad, sí, pero nunca amargura.
Un cálido abrazo

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Patrycja for your kind words. I really enjoyed your spectacular post!
Warm greetings

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Mirthe for your kind words and greetings.
Warm greetings from me to you!

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Tan cierto querido Juan , lo maravilloso de caminar por el campo, disfrutar del perfume de las hierbas y las flores, los colores, es una bendición y un privilegio.
abrazos cálidos
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dearest Foamy for dropping by.
Apparently after her marriage to another man and many years later Mary did regret her decision to reject her most affectionate and ardent admirer Lord Byron. Later after she left her husband her attempts to contact him by writing and renew her acquaintance with Byron were ignored. It is more complicated than this so I have put a link here to a document which you might find interesting.

xoxoxo ♡