Now the Hungry Lion Roars For Release

Now The Hungry Lion Roars For Release! Darkness, the wicked devil so well uses Farewell to the muse, she went on vacation She walks in beauty, yet her love abuses So we'll go no more a-roving, in elation The destruction of Sennacherib, gone Thou whose spell can raise the dead, Thy days are done, bleached as whitest bone When we two parted, I lost my damn head Where the bee sucks, time renews in sweet birth Who is it that says most, which can say more Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shor From fairest creatures we desire increase, Now the hungry lion roars for release! Marugu Mo and Robert Lindley, 4-01-2015 Marugu blog poem, added to by Robert J. Lindley Marugu MO's Blog BYRONS TITLES- ALMOST LIKE A POEM Blog Posted:3/31/2016 1:45:00 AM Lord Byron wrote the following poems, The titles almost read like a poem: (And I dont think his muse was Sennacherib :)) 1. Darkness, 2. Farewell to the muse 3. She walks in beauty, 4. So we'll go no more a-roving, 5. The destruction of Sennacherib, 6. Thou whose spell can raise the dead, 7. Thy days are done, 8. When we two parted From Shakespeare's Titles- My ending 6 verses... 1. Where The Bee Sucks (from The Tempest) 2. Poor Soul, The Centre Of My Sinful Earth 3. Like As The Waves Make Towards The Pebbl'D Shor 4. Who Is It That Says Most, Which Can Say More 5. Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase 6. Now The Hungry Lion Roars