To a Lady Who Presented the Author with the Velvet Band which bound her Tresses

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Title:     To a Lady Who Presented the Author with the Velvet Band which bound her Tresses
Author: Lord Byron [More Titles by Byron]

1.

This Band, which bound thy yellow hair
Is mine, sweet girl! thy pledge of love;
It claims my warmest, dearest care,
Like relics left of saints above.

2.

Oh! I will wear it next my heart;
'Twill bind my soul in bonds to thee:
From me again 'twill ne'er depart,
But mingle in the grave with me.

3.

The dew I gather from thy lip
Is not so dear to me as this;
_That_ I but for a moment sip,
And banquet on a transient bliss: [i]

4.

This will recall each youthful scene,
E'en when our lives are on the wane;
The leaves of Love will still be green
When Memory bids them bud again.

1806. [First published, 1832.]

[Footnote i:

_on a transient kiss._

['MS. Newstead'.]

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Lord Byron's poem: To a Lady Who Presented the Author with the Velvet Band which bound her Tresses

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