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3-4 (1818) The corsair : ; Lara ; Ode to Napoleon Buonaparte ; Poems ; Hebrew melodies / George Gordon Byron
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LARA.

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Who still till now had gaz'd on him unseen;At length encountering meets the mutual gazeOf keen enquiry, and of mute amaze; 410On Laras glance emotion gathering grew.

As if distrusting that the stranger throw;Along the strangers aspect fixd and stern.Flashd more than thence the vulgar eje couldlearn.

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«Tisbe! the stranger cried, and those that heard,Re-echoed fast and far the whispered word.«Tis he! «Tis who P they question farandnear.

Till louder accents rung on Tiaras ear;

80 widely spread, few bosoms well could brookThe general marvel, or that single look; 420Rut Lara slirr d not, changed not, the surpriseThat sprung at first to his arrested eyesSeemd now subsided, neither sunk nor raisdGlanced his eye round , though still the stran-ger gaz'd;

And drawing nigh, exclaim d, with haughty sneer,«Tis he! how came he thenceP whatdoth he here?

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It were too much for Lara lo pass by