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
long evil strange
I am so changeable, being everything by turns and nothing long - such a strange melange of good and evil.
lying evil coffins
Nor all that heralds rake from coffin'd clay, Nor florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme, Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.
years evil balance
But at sixteen the conscience rarely gnaws So much, as when we call our old debts in At sixty years, and draw the accounts of evil, And find a deuced balance with the devil.
years evil lines
Send me no more reviews of any kind. I will read no more of evil or good in that line. Walter Scott has not read a review of himself for thirteen years .
evil devil firsts
The devil was the first democrat
evil literature mystery
Where there is mystery, it is generally suspected there must also be evil.
doubt heard rome stood time
I've stood upon Achilles' tomb, And heard Troy doubted: time will doubt of Rome
alone burning rebel spirit weak
The spirit burning but unbent, / May writhe, rebel - the weak alone repent!
daily lady leave literary smug wits
The would-be wits and can't-be gentlemen, I leave them to their daily ""tea is ready,"" Smug coterie and literary lady
adventure agreeable lively
And yet a little tumult, now and then, is an agreeable quickener of sensation; such as a revolution, a battle, or an adventure of any lively description.
And when we think we lead, we are most led.
bust cares full length paint romance romances
Romances paint at full length people's wooings, but only give a bust of marriages: but no one cares for matrimonial cooings
romances
Romances I never read like those I have seen.
blue control dark deep earth man marks ocean roll ruin stops sweep ten thee thou thousand
Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll! / Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; / Man marks the earth with ruin - his control / Stops with the shore.