My favorite poem by Lord Byron was The Destruction of Sennacherib. Its a very powerful poem about death and how it is sad but more about how it is natural. I have a feeling he wrote this while sailing on one of his trips. He probably saw a dead animal in the sea or on the shore and got his inspiration from there. I like how he compares the “angel of death” to a wolf killing its prey. I also like how he writes that “a steed lay with his nostril all wide, but through it there roll’d not the breath of his pride.” It means that even though dead or dying, the steed will not give up his pride. If fell if your going to go, that’s the best way, with your pride intact until the end.

The poem I liked the least was Thou Whose Spell Could Raise the Dead. It seemed to me that it got off topic a lot and was writing about different things. From the title you would expect it to be about magic or the dead rising, but it rarely talked about any of that. When it did talk about it, it was really hard to fallow. It seemed that he would write about random things a lot in the poem and it didn’t really seem like they had anything to do with anything. I would have liked it better if it was more on topic which would have made it easier to fallow and more enjoyable.