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
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Letter writing is the only device for combining solitude with good company.
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Letter writing is the only device combining solitude with good company.
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Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone.
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If from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die.
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Mark! Where his carnage and his conquests cease, He makes a solitude and calls it-peace!
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Sorrow preys upon Its solitude, and nothing more diverts it From its sad visions of the other world Than calling it at moments back to this. The busy have no time for tears.
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This is to be along; this, this is solitude!
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In solitude, when we are least alone.
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He makes a solitude, and calls it - peace!
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The power of thought, the magic of the mind.
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When one subtracts from life infancy (which is vegetation), sleep, eating and swilling, buttoning and unbuttoning -- how much remains of downright existence? The summer of a dormouse.
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There be none of Beauty's daughters / With a magic like thee.
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Whenever I meet with anything agreeable in this world it surprises me so much -- and pleases me so much (when my passions are not interested in one way or the other) that I go on wondering for a week to come.
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Why I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire -- in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?