So, we'll go no more a roving the latter part of it, and sitting up late o' nights--had knocked me up a little. But it is over--and it is now Lent, with all its abstinence and sacred music... Though I did not dissipate much upon the whole, yet I find 'the sword wearing out the scabbard,' though I have but just turned the corner of twenty nine." The poem seems to have been suggested in part by the refrain of a Scottish song known as "The Jolly Beggar." The Jolly Beggar was published in Herd's "Scots Songs" in 1776, 41 years before Byron's letter, and goes partially
Minamoto no Yorimasa it hard to tell irises from one another and pull just one</poem> "So, Yorimasa not only added to his reputation as an archer by shooting down a nue; he also proved himself a distinguished poet by winning with a single poem Lady Ayame, whom he had adored for years and months." Yorimasa's death poem was: <poem> "umoregi no/hana saku koto mo/nakarishi ni/mi no naru hate zo/kanashikarikeru" Like a fossil tree From which we gather no flowers Sad has been my life Fated no fruit to produce</poem> Minamoto no Yorimasa In the clashes between the Minamoto and Taira clans that had