Without thy free consent—command— Yes! More free her timid bosom beat, Know ye the land where cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime, Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime? My life—Oh! Reclines her now neglected lute; Or should I fear, I should but fear his harms." These limbs that buoyant wave hath borne— Yet is it one I oft have worn, Which others tremble but to scan, [184] I meant that Giaffir should have heard [171] {194} Lambro Canzani, a Greek, famous for his efforts, in 1789-90, for the independence of his country. 1, November 13, 1813.) Vol. Vol. erased.] By him whom Heaven accorded none, [ge] {178} Nov. 9th 1813.—[MS.] [Gastuni lies some eight miles S.W. A Turkish tale by Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron, 1788-1824 Nay, tamely view old Stambol's wall Which welcomes Faith to view her Prophet's tomb. Vol. A thousand swords, with Selim's heart and hand, As if my weak unwilling hand The winds are high on Helle's wave, At such, our Prophet's will, repine: Ah! Condition: Used. Now thou art mine, that sacred oath, Vol. [188] {207} ["I one evening witnessed a funeral in the vast cemetery of Scutari. [gd] {177} Be silent thou.—[MS.] a Turkish Tale. [136] {167} When a Pacha is sufficiently strong to resist, the single messenger, who is always the first bearer of the order for his death, is strangled instead, and sometimes five or six, one after the other, on the same errand, by command of the refractory patient; if, on the contrary, he is weak or loyal, he bows, kisses the Sultan's respectable signature, and is bowstrung with great complacency. 3 (By The Rivers Of Babylon We Sat Down And Wept), The Works of Lord Byron. And buds unsheltered by a bower; The Bride of Abydos (from the poem by Byron) William Allan (1782–1850) Glasgow Museums Resource Centre (GMRC) Next artwork Back to image. These cherished thoughts with life begun, Do all but close thy dying eye, To me and mine leave Osman Bey! He drank one draught,[168] nor needed more! With none but Haroun, who retains Across her gently-budding breast; Pay attention: the program cannot take into account all the numerous nuances of poetic technique while analyzing. Et dominam tenero detinuisse sinu." Zuleika! Claims more from me than tenderness; When I forget my own distress, With thee all toils are sweet, each clime hath charms; With whom I'm pledged to rise or fall, i.; and Journal, November 17, 1813, Letters, 1898, ii. Sad proof, in peril and in pain, And how that death made known to me The print of many a struggling hand The sad but living cypress glooms[hg] [ff] {162} For looks of peace and hearts of ire.—[MS.] That—let Time—Truth—and Peril prove: See D'Herbelot [1781, ii. Vol. "Within thy Father's house are foes; Or stand with smiles unmurmuring by, must that grot be Selim's grave? Lord Holland 235-248. never wed another— The heart whose softness harmonized the whole, The lines, "Where the Citron," etc., are absent from a fair copy dated November 11, but are inserted as an addition in an earlier draft.] If then such secrecy be crime, While thou—whose softness long endeared, [ga] And oh! Are passed beyond the outer gate, A message from the Bulbul[146] bears; In him was some young Galiongée. [153] {179} The wrangling about this epithet, "the broad Hellespont" or the "boundless Hellespont," whether it means one or the other, or what it means at all, has been beyond all possibility of detail. 236, note 2); and for "the expression," "music breathing from her face," compare Sir Thomas Browne's Religio Medici, Part II. I have a tale thou hast not dreamed, If any mayoress on earth was small enough to inclose herself in this tabernacle, or abstemious enough to feed on rape and canary, I should have sworn that it was the shrine of the queen of the aldermen. Not blind to Fate, I see, where'er I rove, How much of that young heart I shared, THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS. "And gilds to-morrow's hope with heavenly ray." 3 (Song Of Saul Before His Last Battle), The Works of Lord Byron. Vol. There ev'n thy soul might err—how oft the heart (2) Thus far escaped from death or chain Old Giaffir gazed upon his son But Selim's mansion was secure, Good luck in your poetry interpretation practice! Ere dare to sit before his sire! Compare, too, Lalla Rookh ("Chandos Classics," p. 406), "The emerald's virgin blaze."] Into Zuleika's name. Perchance I am, at least shall be; erased.] Then softly from the Haram creep My sinking heart foreboded ill; Nor these alone—for each right hand Thou see'st yon bow—it hath a string!" Domination, 1856, pp. Thy destined lord is come too late: XXIII. And thou shalt have a noble dower: Or even Disgrace, would lay her lover low, Our Pachas rallied round the state; When What could such be but maiden fears? ever welcome here! Disguised things seen by better light: And he so often storms at nought, In war Abdallah's arm was strong, Her heart confessed a gentler flame:[fp] That—let the old and weary sleep— To be what I have ever been? And some—and I have studied all If offered by Zuleika's hand." If thus Zuleika oft takes wing— not receive my foolish flower? The war of elements no fears impart 940 [155] [Compare— In sooth I love not solitude; Wreathed lightly round, his temples wore: [175] [Inns, caravanserais. Thy Daughter's dead! The following 4 files are in this category, out of 4 total. [139] {168} "Maugrabee" [Maghrabī, Moors], Moorish mercenaries. What other can she seek to see Stern Giaffir in his fury raving: 'Tis rent in twain—one dark-red stain I. i. / Bernard Beatty; Tony Howe; Charles E. Robinson. Hence—bid my daughter hither come Oh! He is an Arab[131] to my sight, As the stream late concealed ; and the De Herone atque Leandro of Musæus.] The next fond moment saw her seat Univ., art. But let our plighted secret vow And all their inmost wonders knew! of Palæopolis, the site of the ancient Elis. By Persian scribes redeemed from Time; Hath warned the troops to food and sleep, Like Houris' hymn it meets mine ear: Beneath Inaction's heavy yoke, Vol. With Giaffir is none but his only son, II. The hands that wield are not remote; summary of The Bride Of Abydos; central theme; idea of the verse; history of its creation; critical appreciation. To Brusa's walls for safety sent, Even Pity scarce can wish it less! For an eloquent passage in the latest work of the first female writer of this, perhaps of any, age, on the analogy (and the immediate comparison excited by that analogy) between "painting and music," see vol. Might whirl the leaves on high; And—but his arm is little worth, For Selim's ear his sweetest song; Thou, Greek in soul if not in creed, The Bride Of Abydos, Risque, Glamour, Art Nouveau, Postcard. 3 (On Jordan’s Banks), The Works of Lord Byron. The Bride of Abydos (La Fiancée d’Abydos) est un poème de Lord Byron publié en 1813, faisant partie de ses poèmes orientaux. [gi] {185} Those gibes had cost another dear. And hands more rude than wintry sky And music of her face!" And why—he felt, but durst not tell. To wed with one I ne'er beheld That liberation of my heart.—[MS. Bound where thou wilt, my barb! Till then—no beacon on the cliff And that around the undoubted scene See, too, Jāmī's Medjnoun et Leila, translated by A. L. Chezy, Paris, 1807.] Would make thy waning cheek more pale: Zuleika is the Persian name of Potiphar's wife; and her amour with Joseph constitutes one of the finest poems in their language. Who doth not feel, until his failing sight[fl] Know ye the land where cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime, Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime? [150] wherefore did he turn to look I know not why he turned to look 2 (British Theatre, 1792, p. 84). Against the curs of Nazareth! Vol. Sa'di "moralizes" the tale, to the effect that love dwells in the eye of the beholder. The Bride of Abydos is a poem written by Lord Byron in 1813. Soft—as the melody of youthful days, And every creed, and every race, And Paswan's[166] rebel hordes attest Across the desert, or before the gale, The fearful lights are gleaming red; by Lord Byron. That white rose takes its tender birth. And last of all, his sabre waving, That won and well can keep their lands. wherefore did he turn to look? '"—From an Arabic MS. But in its stead a shawl of red, Nor, if his sullen spirit could, And Woman's eye is wet—Man's cheek is pale: The Bride of Abydos Glasgow Museums Resource Centre (GMRC) William Hey (1736–1819) Leeds General Infirmary Heroism and Humanity Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum [For Lambros Katzones (Hobhouse, Travels in Albania, ii. If thou my tale, Zuleika, doubt, The silent slaves with folded arms that wait, He could not see, he would not hear, Escaped from shot, unharmed by steel, A tyrant waked to sudden strife In fiery spirits, slights, though few [163] The characters on all Turkish scimitars contain sometimes the name of the place of their manufacture, but more generally a text from the Koran, in letters of gold. In this they follow but the bent assigned, Who met the maid with tears—but not of grief. Not thus we e'er before have met; And all, save the spirit of man, is divine— Une rose témoigne de leur histoire. Works and Images Cited -Fisher, Evan. Though here I must no more remain. Oh, Selim! The deepest murmur of this lip shall be,[gy][182] Conveyed me from this idle shore; Turn your photos into beautiful portrait paintings. To whom thy plighted vow is sworn, Yet not to her repeat my thought— Rolls darkly heaving to the main; Corruption shakes which Peril could not part! Know ye the land of the cedar and vine, His gains repay his broiling brow!— Alone and dewy—coldly pure and pale; VII. Vol. yonder see the Tchocadar,[151] The epithet ("prophetic") which stands in the text was inserted in a revise dated December 3, 1813. Who there could gaze denying thee Vol. A Turkish tale.. [George Gordon Byron Byron, Baron] Home. Next morn 'twas found where Selim fell; Not last nor least in high command, Not all who break his bread are true: Clung like a cuirass to his breast; Thus Giaffir's safety was ensured. "They hear me not, or if they ply And cast on Lemnos' shore: That shine beneath, while dark above Her Selim—"Oh! Nor I forgive a father's blood. 3 (Euthanasia), The Works of Lord Byron. Which Love to-night hath promised to my sail:[gx] And why I know not, but within ‘The Bride of Abydos’ was created in 1843 by Eugene Delacroix in Romanticism style. Yet now too few—the attempt were rash: He cannot curb his haughty mood,[gm] Domination, 1856, p. 26. Nor can they waft to Mecca's shrine Oh! Vol. But when the day-blush bursts from high[hh] [gr] {196} Of lines 886-889, two, if not three, variants were sent to the publisher— Hath missed a trifle of its mark.—[MS.] More ill-got wealth, a meaner soul 3 (Translation Of A Romaic Love Song), The Works of Lord Byron. and a braver man 3 (Oh! 3 (From The French), The Works of Lord Byron. And is not Osman, who would part us, thine? Her fate is fixed this very hour; But yet, though thou art plighted mine, [146] {170} It has been much doubted whether the notes of this "Lover of the rose" are sad or merry; and Mr. Fox's remarks on the subject have provoked some learned controversy as to the opinions of the ancients on the subject. Proscribed at home, We need so much of mystery? The MSS., particularly those of the Persians, are richly adorned and illuminated. His band are plunging in the bay, Avenge his lord? Is kinsman of the Bey Oglou:[135] The light of life—the purity of grace Was she—the daughter of that rude old Chief, Vol. 300.] "Blest as the call which from Medina's dome He read how much his wrath had done; She, of this Peri cell the sprite, And not in vain it seems essayed As if that breast were marble too. Far flashed on high a blazing torch! Would'st question whence? Then levelled with the wave—[184] II. But what could single slavery do? Than he, who heard that vow, displayed, Distinguished from the vulgar rank, This tale, whose close is almost nigh: [hi] And some there be who could believe.—[MS.] Partake, but never waste thy wealth, Where were thy friend—and who my guide? Vol. Invisible his airy wings, How late will Lover's hope remain! No present vengeance will I take; Call Haroun—he can tell it out Think not I am what I appear; I on Zuleika's slumber broke, But surely he would leave me free. [See D'Ohsson's Tableau Générale, etc., 1787, ii. And vengeance vowed for those who fall, Selim donne rendez vous une nuit à Zuleïka dans une grotte et lui fait des confidences : il n'est pas le fils de Giaffir, mais de son frère, que Giaffir a fait empoisonner. My sister, or her sable guide— These feet have pressed the sacred shore, Footnotes It says to-night he will prolong 110.] Vol. To Haroun's care in idlesse left, Another—and another—and another—[183] I knew our sire at times was stern, "Zuleika—to thy tower's retreat By that same hand Abdallah—Selim bled. "All this, Zuleika, harshly sounds; One spot exists, which ever blooms, I know the wretch who dares demand Warned by the sound, to greet thee flew: To-night, Zuleika, thou shalt hear Since words of mine, and songs must fail, The partner of her infancy? In Widdin's walls too proudly sate, Reclined and feverish in the bath, "What, sullen yet? bid me be thy slave!" Create lists, bibliographies and reviews: or Search WorldCat. VII. 3 (”All Is Vanity, Saith The Preacher.”), The Works of Lord Byron. At last for power, but first for life, Late, late to-night will Dian cheer [187] [At a Turkish funeral, after the interment has taken place, the Imâm "assis sur les genoux à côté de la tombe," offers the prayer Telkin, and at the conclusion of the prayer recites the Fathah, or "opening chapter" of the Korân. [140] "Delis," bravos who form the forlorn hope of the cavalry, and always begin the action. Where the light wings of Zephyr, oppressed with perfume, Whether it succeeds or not is no fault of the public, against whom I can have no complaint. Though rising gale, and breaking foam, This morn I saw thee gentlest—dearest— Vol. Denied his bones a holier grave: Dear—as his native song to Exile's ears,[gr] The bride of Abydos. Nor woos the Summer beam: "My love possest, in Jason's bosom laid, From simple childhood's earliest hour? were I severed from thy side, Or if remembered, marked it not; [fo] Enough if that thy bridesman true.—[MS. [177] [In the first draft of a supplementary fragment, line 883 ran thus— But chiefly to my council call IV. Are gathered in that gorgeous room: (3) Mejnoun and Leila, the Romeo and Juliet of the East. Careering cleave the folded felt[142] The winds are high and Helle's tide XIII. That vow hath saved more heads than one: Power sways but by division—her resource[gw] 3 (From The Portuguese), The Works of Lord Byron. Are the hearts which they bear, and the tales which they tell. Turkish drum, which sounds at sunrise, noon, and twilight. Thy handmaids weeping at the gate,1110 And paints the lost on Earth revived in Heaven; No matter—yet one effort more." Milton, Comus, line 208. Old Giaffir sate in his Divan: Before the guardian slaves awoke 3 (On A Cornelian Heart Which Was Broken), The Works of Lord Byron. But be it, since thou say'st 'tis well; XI. Thy cheek—thine eyes—thy lips to kiss— wild as the accents of lovers' farewell[ez] And withers not, though branch and leaf Too nearly, deadly aimed to err? VI. Borne by my steed, or wafted by my sail, Fox, London, 1808), remarks, "In defence of my opinion about the nightingale, I find Chaucer, who of all poets seems to have been the fondest of the singing of birds, calls it a 'merry note,'" etc. Ours be the last; in time Deceit may come Like early unrequited Love,[208] by his gratefully obliged servt. What other hath Zuleika seen Will shape and syllable[191] its sound [gz] To pilgrims pure and prostrate at his call; Vol. Farewell, Zuleika!—Sweet! Not that against her fancied weal IX. [158] The belief in amulets engraved on gems, or enclosed in gold boxes, containing scraps from the Koran, worn round the neck, wrist, or arm, is still universal in the East. [John Barry] Home. gentle Selim, this from thee!" Within the caves of Istakar. Long-time member. He led me helpless to his gate, [fv] {172} "Haroun—when all the crowd that wait Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? May show, though little apt to vaunt, III. The tombs, sole relics of his reign, 10, De l'Allemagne. [gm] {190} Of equal rights, which man ne'er knew; Here rest I—not to see thee wed: The Koorsee (throne) verse in the second cap. I. Hear!' [fx] {173} The Bride Of Abydos. And lulled me with a vain deceit 3 (To Florence), The Works of Lord Byron. Their burthen round Sigæum's steep [fh] 3 (He Wild Gazelle), The Works of Lord Byron. and an Echo answered, 'Where are they? Pure, as the prayer which Childhood wafts above; With whom revenge is virtue." Which holds he here—he saw him die; 3 (Verses Found In A Summer-House At Hales-Owen), The Works of Lord Byron. A lion roused by heedless hound, Thrice clapped his hands, and called his steed,[137] Zuleika started not, nor wept, Faints into dimness with its own delight, Stood like that Statue of Distress, But is Zuleika's love forgot? When cities cage us in a social home: The richest work of Iran's loom, "After having for some time suffered a Pacha to be associated with him, he at length expelled his superior, and demanded 'the three horse-tails' for himself." Nor leave me thus to thoughts of fear. where battles cease, According to the proverb, the Turks of Egripo, the Jews of Salonica, and the Greeks of Athens, are the worst of their respective races. Dict., art. Begirt with many a gallant slave,20 ] In the light of its billows; 3 (On The Death Of The Duke Of Dorset), The Works of Lord Byron. "The Giaour," "The Bride of Abydos" and "The Corsair." To trace again those fields of yore, I know the Pacha's haughty mood XVI. Woe to thee, rash and unrelenting Chief! To these alone my thoughts aspire: He reared me, not with tender help, That parts all else, shall doom for ever [December 2, 1813.] It ne'er was less—nor can be more. too transcendent vision 282.) As the young cheek that saddens to the tale. XXVII. And Sheeraz[160] tribute of perfume; Or save his son from such a fate? But now thou'rt from thyself estranged. [gv][180] Though oft—Oh, Mahomet! Behold a wilderness and call it peace,—[MS. to the History ... of James the Second, by ... C. J. Perhaps may prove some foe of thine. One bound he made, and gained the sand: The spoil of nations shall bedeck my bride. The bride of Abydos by Lord Byron, 1813, John Murray edition, in English - Fourth edition. Mark! Friends to each other, foes to aught beside:[179] This image is available … A war-horse at the trumpet's sound, Whate'er it was the sire forgot: Yet stay within—here linger safe, XXVI. When heart meets heart again in dreams Elysian, Vol. The Canterbury Tales, Parlement of Foules, Troilus and Criseyde, A Treatise on the Astrolabe. "[fk] In part suppressed, though ne'er subdued, And the last death-blow dealt his hand— So far escaped from death or chain? My tale, my purpose, and my fear: Download The Bride of Abydos free in PDF & EPUB format. not my brother!—yet unsay— Blooming as Aden[178] in its earliest hour. Lashed by the tumbling tide, whose wave At thee his rage will only chafe. Ottoman, iii. Vol. Beneath the garden's wicket porch And oh! Where the flowers ever blossom, the beams ever shine; [150] "Egripo," the Negropont. His is what is in the heavens and what is in the earth. His bower in other worlds of bliss From Giaffir thy reluctant hand; made him commander-in-chief of the Janissaries at Widdin). Slumber takes Him not, nor sleep. I have seen the sheep feeding on the tombs of Æyietes and Antilochus: the first is in the centre of the plain. Before the dogs of Moscow fall, And is not this connection still stronger with the original than the copy? Can this fond wish seem strange in me, No warrior chides her peaceful beam, III. Fox's contention was attacked and disproved by Martin Davy (1763-1839, physician and Master of Caius College, Cambridge), in an interesting and scholarly pamphlet entitled, Observations upon Mr. Fox's Letter to Mr. Grey, 1809.] heads of departments in the army or civil service, or the Sultan's household, here denote mayors of small towns, or local magnates.] Vol. That blood—he hath not heard—no more— Yet not to her these words express 40.] [191] But, Haroun!—to my daughter speed: With sabre stroke right sharply dealt; "Yours, 326.] Is done,'twill then be time more meet They part—pursue—return, and wheel Geoffrey Chaucer. It belongs to a Mrs. Cotton, who, having lost a favourite daughter, is convinced her soul is transmigrated into a robin redbreast, for which reason she passes her life in making an aviary of the cathedral of Gloucester. The Persian Atar-gul's perfume,[144] Their steps still roving, but their hearts at rest. Eve saw it placed—the Morrow gone! Unheeded o'er his bosom flew, Englished by Sandys, 1632.] His captive, though with dread resigning, Abdallah's Pachalick was gained:— ), for the purpose of holding their horses when they fought." 3 (Stanzas Composed During A Thunderstorm), The Works of Lord Byron. X. [Alexander placed a garland on the tomb of Achilles, and "went through the ceremony of anointing himself with oil, and running naked up to it."—Plut. Had Selim won, betrayed, beset, He ever went to war alone, Preserved me thus:—but not in peace: The rushing billows choked the tone! Would'st thou recall thy willing vow, Zuleika, mute and motionless, 144.] Why thus with me his palace spared, The poem’s success led Byron to publish three more “Turkish tales” in the next couple of years: The Bride of Abydos in 1813, The Works of Lord Byron. And many a bright emblazoned rhyme Writing to Murray, November 14, 1813, Byron instances the funeral (in the Bride of Abydos) as proof of his correctness with regard to local colouring.—Letters, 1898, ii. That hand, whose motion is not life,[hd] Say, Selim, canst thou tell me why?" Sighs in the hall, and shrieks upon the gale, A Tyrant's secrets are but chains, [The couplet was expunged in a revise dated November 19.] That glance he paused to send again Vol. "Blest as the Muezzin's strain from Mecca's dome And, oh! — Burns. 3 (Jephtha’s Daughter), The Works of Lord Byron. Despair benumbed her breast and eye!— Vol. [These lines must have been altered in proof, for all the revises accord with the text.] Descargar The Bride of Abydos, de Lord Byron para kindle, tablet, IPAD, PC o teléfono móvil Son of a slave!—and who my Sire?" He and Riga are the two most celebrated of the Greek revolutionists. The way to love, thy Lord may show." Fear'st them for him?—may I expire Vol. [fa] Canto 1st The Bride of Abydos. Are stamped with an eternal grief, But now too long I've held thine ear; "'Tis true, they are a lawless brood, Are well resigned for cares—for joys like these: To clasp the neck of him who blest To-morrow sees it bloom again! Must walk forsooth where waters flow 162-165.] Oh! Should need so much of mystery Haroun who saw my spirit pining[gp] Few words remain of mine my tale to close; I have even heard it disputed on the spot; and not foreseeing a speedy conclusion to the controversy, amused myself with swimming across it in the mean time; and probably may again, before the point is settled. 3 (When Coldness Wraps This Suffering Clay), The Works of Lord Byron. CANTO THE FIRST She is the offspring of my choice; She leaves a solitude and calls it peace.—[November 21, 1813]. Oh turn and mingle every thought with his, And hark—of thine own head take heed— 3 (And Thou Art Dead, As Young And Fair), The Works of Lord Byron. By me alone be duty taught!" Price: £7.00. [ha] {202} Or grazed by wounds he scorned to feel.—[MS.] 3 (On The Day Of The Destruction Of Jerusalem By Titus), Were My Bosom As False As Thou Deem’st It To Be, The Works of Lord Byron. "Mr. My. All but unconquerable pride, And glances ev'n of more than ire[ff] Finlay dwells on his piracies rather than his patriotism.] Another falls—but round him close With Maugrabeel[139] and Mamaluke, When first this liberated eye And though his note is somewhat sad, Most affectionate respect Their animation in the field, and gravity in the chamber, with their pipes and comboloios [vide post, p. 181, note 4], form an amusing contrast. What recks it, though that corse shall lie [168] Giaffir, Pacha of Argyro Castro, or Scutari, I am not sure which, was actually taken off by the Albanian Ali, in the manner described in the text. [The âyatu 'l kursîy, or verse of the throne (Sura II. Though mournful, pours not such a strain: And now thou see'st my words were true: [174] All that thy sex hath need to know: Nor heard their Ollahs[143] wild and loud— child of Gentleness! were not included in the original MS., but were sent to the publisher in successive instalments while the poem was passing through the press.] There arms were piled, not such as wield And oft around the cavern fire [The "tambour" is a kind of mandoline. Retrouvez The Bride of Abydos. Ye! Vol. Those wingéd words like arrows sped, Vol. am Giaffir's child, [This table of precedence applies to Ottoman officials in Greece and other dependencies. erased.] Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, But rough in form, nor mild in mood; For there, as Helle's legends tell, If Ever Fondest Prayer), The Works of Lord Byron. Oh! Pierced keener than a Christian's sword. George Gordon (Noel) Byron, 6th Baron Byron (January 22, 1788 – April 19, 1824), English Romantic poet, was the most renowned English-language poet of his day. 1814. [A] [It is probable that Byron, who did not trouble himself to distinguish between "lie" and "lay," and who, as the MS. of English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers (see line 732, Poetical Works, 1898, i. 3 (Impromptu, In Reply To A Friend), The Works of Lord Byron. 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