Poetry & Verse
Were My Bosom As False As Thou Deem'st It to Be
By George Gordon, Lord ByronSource: George Gordon, Lord Byron - PoetryDB (Public Domain)108 words
Were my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be, I need not have wandered from far Galilee; It was but abjuring my creed...
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Were my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be, I need not have wandered from far Galilee; It was but abjuring my creed to efface The curse which, thou say'st, is the crime of my race. If the bad never triumph, then God is with thee! If the slave only sin--thou art spotless and free! If the Exile on earth is an Outcast on high, Live on in thy faith--but in mine I will die.…
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