Introduction

Intrduction -Byron’s Sonnet If I can say the lines that make her mine, and stay from speaking trite words she would hate, but rather play her praise of golden weight, then homage I would make gods so divine. For weeks now she’s been ever close in mind, just knowing I will be soon introduced, Lord James hath promised daughter seen reclused when she returns from Convent River Tyne. A maiden fair taught by nuns marriage age, whom I saw Yule past close to parents keep arriving late in a rich handsome stage. Now patient waiting time’s reward will reap surcease of strain her close presence engage with hope instilling joyous great heart leap.