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‘I mean to show things really as they are, not as they ought to be’. wrote Byron (1788-1824) in his comic masterpiece Don Juan, which follows the adventures of the hero across the Europe and near East which Byron knew so well, touching on the major political, cultural and social concerns of the day.This selection includes all of that poem, and selections from a wide range‘I mean to show things really as they are, not as they ought to be’. wrote Byron (1788-1824) in his comic masterpiece Don Juan, which follows the adventures of the hero across the Europe and near East which Byron knew so well, touching on the major political, cultural and social concerns of the day.This selection includes all of that poem, and selections from a wide range of Byron’s work, including lyrics, and the satirical poems Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, and the satirical poems English Bards and Scotch Reviewers and A Vision of Judgement. Paul Wright’s detailed introductions place Byron’s colourful life and work within their broader social and political contexts, and demonstrate that Byron both fostered and critiqued the notorious ‘Byronic myth’ of heroic adventure, political action and sexual scandal....

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  • Dolors
    2018-12-10 15:31

    My first contact with the most knownsatanicalRomantic poet hasn’t disappointed. Lord Byron emerges in his poems as the immensely popular hero, defiant, melancholic, haunted by secret guilt, the eternal scandalous irreverent freethinker. We are the fools of Time and Terror: DaysSteal on us, and steal from us; yet we live,Loathing our life, and dreading still to die .ManfredAlthough this selection doesn’t include his famousDon Juan , I have found plenty of passion and strong emotion in his stanzas, specially in Cain: a Mystery , where he keeps defying not only religious convention, giving Lucifer a clergyman voice:(Speaking about Lucifer)CAIN. He is God.ADAH. How know’st thou?CAIN. He speaks like A God.ADAH. So did the Serpent, and it lied.but also unashamedly proclaiming his widely known extravagant views on relationships in, for example, making ADAH not only CAIN’s sister but also his wife and lover.Writer of metaphysical poems, like his famous Manfred, Byron rejects the Wordsworthian belief in the benevolence of Nature and insists on the independence and self-sufficiency of the human mind, which doesn’t bow to any supernatural authority. I have not been thy dupe nor am thy prey,But was my own destroyer, and will beMy own hereafter. – Back, ye baffled fiends!The hand of death is on me – but not yours!At the same time though, I find a kind of paradox in Byron’s style and the content of his poems. His almost neoclassical order and formal discipline collide with his exulting ideas impregnated with vigorous thoughts of liberty and satirical criticism. TyrannyIs far the worst of treasons. Dost thou deemNone rebels except subjects? The prince whoNeglects or violates his trust is moreA brigand than the robber-chief.The Two FoscariBut one thing in common in all his poems is this new figure of theGothic Hero-Villain full of pride, courage, and even noble virtues such as honor and altruism; but also moody, remorseful, alienated and oppressed creatures, left to dwell in loneliness and incomprehension. Difficult to tell whether Byron was absorbed into his own created characters or he projected his myriad experiences through them.In any case, I find great appeal in this flawed new anti-hero, sensing original motivations behind Byron’s works. Lacking the inhibitions of his contemporaries, he created verse that is exuberant, spontaneous, digressive and lucid, a celebration of an “unadorned reality.”One can’t help but admire him. With all his debauchery and flaws.

  • Edward
    2018-11-16 16:05

    Introduction & NotesTable of DatesFurther ReadingA Note on This Edition--A Fragment ('When, to their airy hall, my fathers' voice')--To Woman--The Cornelian--To Caroline ('You say you love, and yet your eye')--English Bards and Scotch Reviewers: A Satire--Lines to Mr Hodgson (Written on Board the Lisbon Packet)--Maid of Athens, ere we part--Written after Swimming from Sestos to Abydos--To ThyrzaChilde Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Cantos I-IIPreface to the First and Second CantosAddition to the Preface--To Ianthe--Canto the First--Canto the SecondAppendix to Canto the Second--An Ode to the Framers of the Frame Bill--Lines to a Lady Weeping--The Waltz: An Apostrophic Hymn--Remember Thee! Remember Thee!--The Giaour: A Fragment of a Turkish Tale--The Bridge of Abydos: A Turkish Tale--The Corsair: A Tale--Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte--Stanzas for Music--She walks in beauty--Lara: A Tale--The Destruction of Sennacherib--Napoleon's Farewell (From the French)--From the French ('Must thou go, my glorious Chief')--The Siege of Corinth--When we two parted--Fare thee well!--Prometheus--The Prisoner of Chillon: A Fable and Sonnet on Chillon--Darkness--Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Canto III--Epistle to Augusta ('My sister! my sweet sister!' &c.)--Lines (On Hearing that Lady Byron was Ill)--Manfred: A Dramatic Poem--So, we'll go no more a roving--Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt, Canto IV--Epistle from Mr Murray to Dr Polidori ('Dear Doctor, I have read your play')--Beppo: A Venetian Story--Epistle to Mr Murray ('My dear Mr Murray')--Mazeppa--Stanzas to the Po--The Isles of Greece--Francesca of Rimini. From the Inferno of Dante, Canto the Fifth--Stanzas ('When a man hath no freedom')--Sardanapalus: A Tragedy--Who kill'd John Keats?--The Blues: A Literary Eclogue--The Vision of Judgment--On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth YearNotesWorks Cited in the NotesIndex of TitlesIndex of First Lines

  • Morgan
    2018-11-20 17:21

    I only read this because of the sexy cover.Actually, that is half true.Lord Byron is a pretty well known poet. Most people have heard his name and kind of know about his colorful life. He was a lover of women (and men) and animals (not sexually LOL). He was involved in politics and was a world traveler. He was in very good shape and known for his aesthetics. He was acquaintances with several other famous authors at the time most famously Percy Bysshe Shelley. His daughter, Ada Lovelace, even became an important figure in computer science, although she was forbidden to see him during her lifetime. It seems though, not many have read his poetry.I remember mentioning reading him before and I think I turned some people off. Lord Byron I feel like has a "bad boy" reputation. You can kind of see why with the women he slept with and one of his wives left him, for a silly reason if you ask me. During his time, poets weren't that well respected. Hence why Ada's mother left him and told Ada to become a scientist instead. Fast forward today and I can kind of see this hasn't changed much, but it is better. My point is, Byron, I feel, kind of gets misinterpreted these days.I loved his poetry and his writing. I can't really tell you which poem of his I liked best, but there are many lines I ended up loving. I like how he was into aesthetics, not only with his own body image, but with his words and descriptions as well. I kind of wish I was taught more of his works in college. I possibly read one poem of his in college, but if I did I have no memory of reading him before except that "She walks in beauty" poem that I read in the Graphic Cannon series.As much as I loved Byron, there is a little annoyance I had with him. One of them is footnotes. I liked that Penguin included his own footnotes and preferences and whatnot, but talk about an early David Foster Wallace. Some of the footnotes are a page length themselves. Honestly, I skipped some of them because they didn't help me understand the poems. Also, not really a complaint, but Byron sure knows howto write some long poems. These aren't read before bed poems. With some, you read one poem for the day and need a break before you start the next. There are a few plays in this as well. I think it might be best to save Don Juan for another day.Also, I still am fascinated with the story of Byron and his pet bear he brought to college. I feel like that needs to be a children's book. Actually, I'd love to find a well written biography of Byron. Damn his family for burning his memoirs!

  • Kelly
    2018-11-17 14:19

    You either love Byron or you hate him. And it should probably come as no surprise that I absolutely adore him. The original goth-emo boy. Man did it with style, though. His life is fascinating, ridiculous, over the top. Watching his journey through poetry is just amazing, watching how throughly his sorrows and his fantasy life consumes him. Byron's fantasies are beautifully put down through his poetry. It's a shame, but not a surprise, that those fantasies are what ultimately killed him.

  • Nick Black
    2018-12-14 16:17

    Lord Byron was, until the age of biological engineering, pretty much the zenith of human development. Lord knows what he could have done with 80mg per diem sustained release Adderall® {dextro}?amphetamine salts or, like, elephant pituitary extracts, or hell even some Centrum and antibiotics instead of therapeutic bleeding, but it's exciting to read him (or about him) and ponder what'll happen when we can start giving people three hearts each, like octopodes.

  • Ahmad Sharabiani
    2018-11-27 16:12

    چایلد هارولد، قطعه زندانی شیلنای آزادی. تو آن روح جاودان هستی، که هرگز در زنجیر نمیافتد، و در تاریکی سیاهچالها نیز همچنان درخشنده میماند، زیرا جایگاه تو قلب ماست. قلبی ست که تنها برای تو میتپد. وقتی که نصیب فرزندان تو، قلاده و ظلمت و سیاهچال تیره شود، از شهادت آنها نیرویی پدید میآید، که کشورشان را پیروز میکند، و نام آزادی را با هر نسیمی، به اطراف جهان میپراکندشیلن! زندان تو مکانی مقدس است. زمین تو حکم پلکان کلیسائی را دارد، که از فرط عبور پارسایان، جای قدمهای ایشان در آن مانده است. به جان «بونیوارد» قسم، که گویی کف هر سیاهچال تو محرابی ست. خدا کند هیچ یک از این نشانها محو نشود، زیرا اینها از دست ظلم، به خداوند پناه برده اند1موهای سر من خاکستری شده...

  • Jeremy
    2018-12-01 13:25

    Well, so far I've learned that skulls make excellent goblets for wine. Better than the thoughts it contained in life!Byron may have romanticized about women, but he also hid men in there as well.I find a lot of it hard to read but I end up reading this in a really broken fashion. I work at a call center where I can't really enjoy it between calls, then at home I'm always gardening, eating, cooking, shopping, or facebooking so I read a poem a day at the most.Where I was going with that is that I may not be the most credible source to write a review but I know I went into it expecting a certain something and I haven't fully gotten that yet. It's been hinted at that he's going where I want him to but he never quite gets there. I may just be looking for Edgar Alan Poe in the wrong place if you know what I mean. I did begin with the Cantos' and they were loooong, but I made it through anyway, just in case, to no avail. Now, I have made it to shorter poems. Only a few have struck my fancy so far. I'm hoping there's a lot more than a few that will really get me, I'm only halfway through so far.

  • James
    2018-12-07 10:06

    It seems appropriate to briefly meditate upon the poetry of Lord Byron on any date including this, his birth date. In particular I turn to his poem 'On this Day I complete my Thirty-Sixth Year'. This poem appeals to me neither for the greatness of its lines nor the acuity of its poetic strains, but for the beauty and sadness of its meditative thought. The opening stanza, for example:"'Tis time this heart should be unmoved,Since others it hath ceased to move:Yet, though I cannot be beloved,Still let me love!"Byron's passion for his young Greek page, however unrequited, reminds me of similar feelings shared by so many of us in the ensuing years. He goes on to recount the fear of aging and the pain of his longing among other feelings. I wonder if he would have traded a few more years of such feelings for the few months that remained in his brief life?

  • Sarah
    2018-12-09 14:14

    My review of Childe Harold is here!My reivew of Don Juan is here!I have to admit that Byron took me a really, really long time to finish. I am not sure if I can put my finger on why that is, but he's taken much longer to read than other poets, even others from his very own time period. Long story short, I find his poetry to be a little harder to follow- to compare to Keats, who is my favorite poet, I can say this: Keats has a flow to his poetry that I can't find in Byron's poetry, and while I can't say that I don't enjoy Byron, I don't enjoy it as much as Keats. I am afraid that I might be a bit more fixated on this fact than I should be, but hey, that's the way it is...I thoroughly enjoy the longer works of Byron, excluding the plays and early satires. "Childe Harold's Pilgrimage" is a wonderful work, and probably the most masterful work that Byron ever put out there. The regret that I have is that there's something in that work that made me think "Oh, this must mean that his other poems are going to be like this! Great!" I think I ran into a little fallacy there- like I mentioned before, the satires and plays that take up so much space in this collection tend to be a bit more boring that I'd like them to be, chock-full of allusions that seem to be a go-to for many poets as well as talking about many issues that I cannot relate to myself. I regret not finding more enjoyment in reading this poetry, but I cannot change what I know to be true: Byron fell a bit flat for me, perhaps warranting a revisit and reevaluation in the future.

  • Chris
    2018-11-27 14:17

    What can anyone truly say about Byron? There is something about the man that makes him stand out. Take a look at those who were writing at the same time. There is a charm, an perfect charm, about John Keats's poetry, but Shelley, we know Shelley because of Mary, because she worked so hard to insure his legacy.Byron, on the other hands, so is much larger than life.It's true that some of this image comes from his personal life. What can you say about a man who slept with his half sister and other women, whose daughter was brillant at maths, whose morality was both questionable and strict.He was a walking oxymoron.He was a walking oxymoron because he was human.There lies Byron's attraction. Take a look at his poetry, and the reader can see him working though various stages and personal issues. He might never sound conflicted when reading his biographies, but he sure sounds conflicted in some of his poetry. Moralstic but immoral - he writes about incest but was horrified that Shelly might have slept with two (step) sisters.It is very easy to see John William Polidori's vampire in Byron. Easy to see the snake ensnaring the rabbit. That's Byron's attraction.

  • Roman Clodia
    2018-11-23 12:05

    Byron has been a perennially fascinating personality since he lived, hence the number of biographies on him in print, but I wonder how many people have actually read his poetry? This is a fine place to start. All the dramatic narratives are here: Childe Harolde's Pilgrimage, Mazeppa, The Giaour, Lara, The Bride of Abydos, The Corsair - as well as some of the famours lyrics such as 'So we'll go no more a roving'.If you've never read Byron, then you might be surprised at the sheer narrative drive of these poems that keep you reading, even without the beautiful language. Always atmospheric (especially in the Eastern tales) Byron for me has always been one of the poets with the strongest sense of musicality and rhythm in his writing.Unfortunately the shorter poems and lyrics are in a separate volume, as is Don Juan, but this is a wonderful collection all the same whether you're familiar with Byron or not. The Penguin volume has also been well-edited with notes, so it's helpful if you're studying Byron.Altogether an excellent collection.

  • metaphor
    2018-12-07 10:21

    When we two partedIn silence and tears,Half broken-heartedTo sever for years ,Pale grew thy cheek and cold,Colder thy kiss;Truly that hour foretoldSorrow to this.The dew of the morningSunk chill on my brow - It felt like the warningOf what I feel now.Thy vows are all broken,And light is thy fame:I hear thy name spoken,And share in its shame.They name thee before me,A knell to mine ear;A shudder comes o'er me -Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee,Who knew thee too well: -Long, long shall I rue thee ,Too deeply t o tell.In secret we met -In silence I grieve,That thy heart could forget,Thy spirit deceive.If I should meet theeAfter long years, How should I greet thee? -With silence and tears.

  • Goranm
    2018-11-16 09:14

    George Noel Gordon lord Byron"Romanje grofiča Harolda"drugi spev, kitici 25, 26Razmišljati na skalah tik prepada;počasi stopati skoz gozdni mrak,kjer so stvari, ki človek jim ne vladain kjer ni hodil še njegov korak;za čredo divjih koz skoz siv oblakv neznano plezati po gorski steni;strmeti v slapa belogrivi trak -to ni samota - to samo pomenipomenkovati se z naravo v vsej lepoti njeni.A v hrupu, gneči gledati, čutiti,živeti med ljudmi in od spoznanjutrujen tujec v tujem svetu biti,brez koga, ki bi bil dvom tvojih sanjbrez koga, ki bi ti bil sreča zanj,brez koga, ki kot ti ta svet zaznava,ki bi, ko umreš, smejal se malo manjkot ves ta svet, ki zdaj te obletava -to je res biti sam, to je samota prava.

  • Marc-André
    2018-12-15 10:04

    I'm glad I got my hands on this, and it really was my first foray into english poetry and, should I say it, poetry in generals since I've read very few collection of poems. This really got me a taste for it and dissolved my fears about only being able to enjoy the poetry of Homer forever. I found this edition was rich in its contents as I found within tragedies, satires, little poems and epics. Some I prefered to others, but it was more because of my own incapacities in english, and of my own ignorance about the literary context Byron sometimes approach. For exemple, I had little taste for the satires of his poetic colleagues, and regret not having enjoyed the last and fourth part of Childe Harold because I couldn't figure out what was going on. So I think the difficulty of knowing the context is something to keep in mind, although it is only present in few poems relatively to the whole. Sardanapalus : A tragedy, gave me alot of enjoyment as it keeps a constant suspence going on by the unwillingless of the King to save his threatened kingdoms despite his principles about love and pleasures. It is also full of tense debates, where the characters confront their wills through very interesting dialogs. Relating to this, I was surprised at how well the King could defend his principles to his friends, who saw them as compromising the integrity of his kingdom. Sardanapalus is overall a great character. Beppo contains some funny jokes about the hasards of staying monogamous in a christian society. Mazzepa gives a beautiful description of physical suffering, providing a combining portray of nature and the will of a man to survive being bounded on a savage horse. Childe Harold introduce the reader to the theme of decay, commonly found throughout this edition, where a melancholy is produced by the powers confronted by nature to human immortality. I presently think of the pictures of Greece, which is seen under the slavery of the Ottoman Empire and of the english interests. Can freedom ever prevail again after having been bounded for so long? A question that seems answered by the views of the decaying building of antiquities. There are many other works contained inside this book that I didn't cover, and the one I chose over those last are not always my favorites, because it takes, on my part, a more or less constant enjoyment of a book to be able to turn its 800 hundred pages.

  • ⭐
    2018-12-15 15:25

    GGLB is one of the best when it comes to romantic poetry. Over dramatic, yes, but there's something... I don't know, hmmm... this really nice feeling I get when I read his poems. Came across The Destruction of Sennacherib way back High School and have loved (still loves) his work ever since. When we two partedIn silence and tears,Half broken-heartedTo sever for years,Pale grew thy cheek and cold,Colder thy kiss;Truly that hour foretoldSorrow to this.The dew of the morningSank chill on my brow--It felt like the warningOf what I feel now.Thy vows are all broken,And light is thy fame;I hear thy name spoken,And share in its shame.They name thee before me,A knell in mine ear;A shudder come o'er me--Why wert thou so dear?They know not I knew thee,Who knew thee too well--Long, long shall I rue thee,Too deeply to tell.In secret we met--In silence I grieve,That thy heart could forget,Thy spirit deceive.If I should meet theeAfter long years,How should I greet thee?--With silence and tears.

  • Julia
    2018-12-15 15:24

    Byron's beautiful poems were not as addicting to me as Keats's are. But, as Romantic poetry goes he is one of the best! There's no way I could appreciate the poems fully without reading up on the poet himself. Well, all I can say is that he was some ladies man (and mans man since he was most likely gay but that is another discussion entirely). He certainly seemed a bit tortured by his emotions...This book was quite long and I must confess that I did not have the strength to power through it cover to cover. I started out strong but since Byron likes to write long poems, I did not have the chance of reading them all and read mostly shorter poems. Although actually now that I am writing this review, I will definitely go back and read Beppo before I have to return this book to the library hahaha :3 Although he's not my favorite, Byron is a must for anyone who loves poetry from the Romantic period (and come on who can resist "She Walks In Beauty"?)

  • GoldGato
    2018-11-18 10:10

    Thank god for Penguin classics, they always make the weighty stuff seem so manageable for mere mortals. Case in point, Byron. If you are a collector of real books, you know that his entire collection is rather large, so it's nice to have a mass paperback version that can be held in the hand.Byron was a truly strange dude, compared to his contemporaries. Today, he would be the Kelly Slater of poets, probably surfing Malibu while writing verses in the sand. His death was tragic, which made his poems even more so. Penguin does a truly terrific job in putting together some of his shorter poems with his Childe Harold and Don Juan opuses.With this book, and a bottle of Red Ranch cherry cider, I shall go no more a-roving so late into the night.Book Season = Spring (when the day returns too soon)

  • Gözde Yeşilsefa
    2018-12-08 12:30

    "She Walks in BeautyShe walks in beauty like the nightof cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark and brightmeets in her aspect and her eyes:Thus mellow'd to that tender lightwhich heaven to gaudy day denies.One shade the more, one ray the less,had half impair'd the nameless gracewhich waves in every raven tress,or softly lightens o'er her face -where thoughts serenely sweet expresshow pure, how dear their dwelling - place.And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,so soft, so calm, yet eloquent,the smiles that win, the tints that glow,but tells in days of goodness spent,a mind at peace with all below,a heart whose love is innocent." Lord Byron

  • Shaunt
    2018-11-19 16:30

    When, to their airy hall, my Fathers' voice Shall call my spirit, joyful in their choice; When, pois'd upon the gale, my form shall ride, Or, dark in mist, descend the mountain's side; Oh! may my shade behold no sculptur'd urns, To mark the spot where earth to earth returns! No lengthen'd scroll, no praise-encumber'd stone; My epitaph shall be my name alone: If that with honour fail to crown my clay, Oh! may no other fame my deeds repay! That, only that, shall single out the spot; By that remember'd, or with that forgot.

  • Sunny
    2018-12-15 10:28

    really nice in places bit boring in others .. or maybe i didt have the patiance to fully apprecaite what he w writing ...a few of my favourite bits in it ... If I should meet theeAfter long years, How should I greet thee?-- With silence and tears.In the desert a fountain is springing,In the wide waste there still is a tree,And a bird in the solitude singing,Which speaks to my spirit of thee.

  • Barrett
    2018-11-15 17:24

    i love how the "Complete Works" rolls in at a weighty 1100 pages, yet "Selected Poems" only whittles it to the oh-so-manageable 800. solid. currently reading Bulfinch's Mythology The Age of Fable or Stories of Gods and Heroes, which references scads of Byron's mythological allusions. my interest, it is piqued.

  • Javier
    2018-12-10 13:09

    This verse from "Beppo" describes exactly what New Yorkers feel often during our daily commute or walking through the streets: "One of those forms which flit by us, when weAre young and fix our eyes on every face;And, oh! the loveliness at times we seeIn momentary gliding, the soft grace,The youth, the bloom, the beauty which agree, In many a nameless being we retrace, Whose course and home we knew not, nor shall know..."

  • Katlin
    2018-11-30 10:20

    My dear, dear, George, Forgive me for I must speak plainly and ask how it is that you know my heart so well? It is quite improper. Indeed your writings have been a distracting influence and made it completely impossible to concentrate on anything of a practical nature. To add to this, you shame me openly and yet venture no apology. I should hardly wonder at this given your reputation. But oh you know, yes you know. Write again soon dear rogue. Yours ever xx

  • Robert
    2018-11-30 14:12

    Byron is my poet for 2014. He seems to be really good, but I just read a 1000 line satire of a bunch of critics that hated his first book of poetry. I guess you had to be there.It really was good--lots of ballads; the stories would recur in my brain on runs, swims or bikes. It's kind of nice to read poetry out loud.I was reading a poem to sister Sarah, and we have a new phrase (after going for a long walk), "My dogs are harking!"

  • Sheila
    2018-12-15 14:29

    I'm an unashamed Byronista. That said, there are parts of Don Juan which border on doggerel. I wonder whether Byron did this intentionally to display his contempt for his 'fan club.' The Dedication is, for me, the highlight. The shorter, more personal poems hit the spot for me

  • Kael Nevets
    2018-12-05 09:26

    few men of letters in my opinion could stand in his shadow,his use of queens English,mixed with his own more modern along with his passions are remarkable.I learned if nothing more how rich and passionate the English language can be in poetry.

  • Aerykah
    2018-12-13 11:19

    This actually isn't the book of Byron's poems that I read, but it's the closest that I could find on Goodreads...

  • Steve
    2018-11-20 17:15

    The roots of modern fantasy can be found (in part) in these pages. Great stuff and I am glad that I was belatedly exposed to it.

  • Gail
    2018-12-08 12:15

    As with most collections of poems, some are excellent and enjoyed thoroughly, while others can be appreciated for the author's dedication to writing, yet are not necessarily enjoyed.

  • Carmen
    2018-11-27 10:28

    The first poems in English I read in my life. I was a highschool student at the time and received the book as a present from my family.