Poem by George Gordon Byron

Lines Written in an Album, at Malta

1.

As o'er the cold sepulchral stone
 Some name arrests the passer-by;
Thus, when thou view'st this page alone,
 May mine attract thy pensive eye!

2.

And when by thee that name is read,
 Perchance in some succeeding year,
Reflect on me as on the dead,
 And think my Heart is buried here.

1. Churchill’s Grave
2. On a Change of Masters at a Great Public School
3. To the Earl of Clare
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5. Reply to some Verses of J. M. B. Pigot, Esq., on the Cruelty of his Mistress

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