Lord Byron
Lord Byron
George Gordon Byron, 6th Baron Byron, FRS, commonly known simply as Lord Byron, was an English poet and a leading figure in the Romantic movement. Among his best-known works are the lengthy narrative poems Don Juan and Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, and the short lyric "She Walks in Beauty"...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth22 January 1788
memories past thinking
They say that Hope is happiness But genuine Love must prize the past; And Mem'ry wakes the thoughts that bless: They rose first -- they set the last. And all that mem'ry loves the most Was once our only hope to be: And all that hope adored and lost Hath melted into memory. Alas! It is delusion all-- The future cheats us from afar: Nor can we be what we recall, Nor dare we think on what we are.
nature passion long
As long as I retain my feeling and my passion for Nature, I can partly soften or subdue my other passions and resist or endure those of others.
heart
Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried.
summer senior winter
The English winter - ending in July to recommence in August
doubt paganism pagan-gods
I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
inspirational happiness twins
Happiness was born a twin.
life passion earthquakes
There is no such thing as a life of passion any more than a continuous earthquake, or an eternal fever. Besides, who would ever shave themselves in such a state?
love friendship agreement
A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.
joy
...let joy be unconfined...
love life passion
Man's love is of man's life a part; it is a woman's whole existence. In her first passion, a woman loves her lover, in all the others all she loves is love.
change years scare
A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.
inspirational literature sincere
To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all.
math two giving
I know that two and two make four - and should be glad to prove it too if I could - though I must say if by any sort of process I could convert 2 and 2 into five it would give me much greater pleasure.
littles whispering consent
A little still she strove, and much repented, And whispering “I will ne'er consent”—consented.