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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The would-be wits and can't-be gentlemen, I leave them to their daily ""tea is ready,"" Smug coterie and literary lady
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Proud of his learning (just enough to quote), He revell'd in his Ciceronian glory: With memory excellent to get by rote, With wit to hatch a pun or tell a story, Graced with some merit, and with more effrontery, 'His country's pride,' he came down to
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Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies
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The loudest wit I e'er was deafened with.
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They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
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Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, / And all, save the spirit of man, is divine.
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Words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling like dew upon a thought, produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think
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There are four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.
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Adversity is the first path to truth.
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We have progressively improved into a less spiritual species of tenderness -- but the seal is not yet fixed though the wax is preparing for the impression.
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Our thoughts take the wildest flight: Even at the moment when they should arrange themselves in thoughtful order.
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I tell thee, be not rash; a golden bridge / Is for a flying enemy.
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Like music on the waters is they sweet voice to me.
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I stood / Among them, but not of them; in a shroud / Of thoughts which were not their thoughts.