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Maid of Athens ere we part

Written by: George (Lord) Byron | Biography
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 Maid of Athens, ere we part, 
Give, oh, give back my heart! 
Or, since that has left my breast, 
Keep it now, and take the rest! 
Hear my vow before I go, 
Zo? mou sas agapo.
By those tresses unconfined, Wooed by each Aegean wind; By those lids whose jetty fringe Kiss thy soft cheeks' blooming tinge; By those wild eyes like the roe, Zo? mou sas agapo.
By that lip I long to taste; By that zone-encircled waist; By all the token-flowers that tell What words can never speak so well; By love's alternate joy and woe, Zo? mou sas agapo.
Maid of Athens! I am gone: Think of me, sweet! when alone.
Though I fly to Istambol, Athens holds my heart and soul: Can I cease to love thee? No! Zo? mou sas agapo.

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