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The Poetical Works of Lord Byron - George Gordon Byron Baron Byron -...

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To see thee well is much — To see thee happy WERNER. Where hast thou seen such? Let me be wretched with the rest ! JOSEPHINE. But think How many in this hour of tempest shiver Beneath the biting wind and heavy rain, Whose every drop bows them down nearer earth, Which hath no chamber for them save beneath ...

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Werner Scholem never took the easy path. Born in into the Berlin Jewish middle class, he married a young non-Jewish woman of proletarian background. He...

The Works of Lord Byron: Including the Suppressed Poems ; Also a...

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[WERNER walks on abruptly, and then approaches Jose PHINE. The storm of the night, Perhaps, affects me: I'm a thing of feelings, And have of late been sickly, as, alas! Thou know'st by sufferings more than mine, my love! In watching me. Josephine. To see thee well is much— To see thee happy— WERNER. Where hast ...

The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Lordship's Suppressed...

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I JOSEPH INETo see thee well is muchTo see thee happy? WERNER. Where hast thou seen such? » Let me be wretched with the rest! JOSEPHINE. But think How many in this hour of tempest shiver Beneath the biting wind and heavy rain, Whose every drop bows them down nearer earth, Which hath no chamber for them ...