Lord of
Lord of
self vanity praise
Self praise is no praise at all.
giving people romance
Romances paint at full length people's wooing. But only give a bust of marriages.
fashion clothes balls
Next to dressing for a rout or ball, undressing is a woe.
chastity chaste pure
Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.
memories light years
It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, a luster obliterates. There is little distinct left without an effort of memory, then indeed the lights are rekindled for a moment - but who can be sure that the Imagination is not the torch-bearer?
quiet human-nature serene
A quiet conscience makes one so serene.
passion heart my-heart
My heart in passion, and my head on rhymes.
food men apples
All human history attests That happiness for man, - the hungry sinner! - Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner. ~Lord Byron, Don Juan, Canto XIII, stanza 99
heart wounds-and-scars deep-wounds
What deep wounds ever closed without a scar? The hearts bleed longest, and heals but to wear That which disfigures it.
despair genius connected
Despair and Genius are too oft connected
dream writing play
But 'why then publish?' There are no rewards Of fame or profit when the world grows weary. I ask in turn why do you play at cards? Why drink? Why read? To make some hour less dreary. It occupies me to turn back regards On what I've seen or pondered, sad or cheery, And what I write I cast upon the stream To swim or sink. I have had at least my dream.
character people liberty
I cannot conceive why people will always mix up my own character and opinions with those of the imaginary beings which, as a poet, I have the right and liberty to draw.
soul insane delight
That prose is a verse, and verse is a prose; convincing all, by demonstrating plain – poetic souls delight in prose insane
moon sky rivers
I came to realize clearly that the mind is no other than the Mountain and the Rivers and the great wide Earth, the Sun and the Moon and the Sky”.