I sure love Lord Byron a lot :). Well, his romance always seems to have a purity to it, a rare purity and love that can make the stoniest philosopher go soft. At least, that is what I feel whenever I read, and re-read, Oh! Snatched away in Beauty's Bloom. The blend between the solemness of death, the grief, and the innate emotions of human life in this poem is amazing for me. The perspective provided by nature, and the disdain for the philosopher, make the poem a truly moving one.
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