"Ah, nut-brown partridges! Ah, brilliant pheasants! And ah, ye poachers!--'Tis no sport for peasants."
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Lord Byron quotes (page 12 of 30)
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"Such is your cold coquette, who can't say "No," And won't say "Yes," and keeps you on and off-ing On a lee-shore, till it begins to blow, Then sees your heart wreck'd, with an inward scoffing."
"None are so desolate but something dear, Dearer than self, possesses or possess'd A thought, and claims the homage of a tear."
"Tis sweet to listen as the night winds creep From leaf to leaf."
"Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean"
"If we must have a tyrant, let him at least be a gentleman who has been bred to the business, and let us fall by the axe and not by the butcher's cleaver."
"Your thief looks Exactly like the rest, or rather better; 'Tis only at the bar, and in the dungeon, That wise men know your felon by his features."
"I should, many a good day, have blown my brains out, but for the recollection that it would have given pleasure to my mother-in-law."
"Opinions are made to be changed or how is truth to be got at?"
"If from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die."
"America is a model of force and freedom and moderation - with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people."
"Oh! might I kiss those eyes of fire, A million scarce would quench desire; Still would I steep my lips in bliss, And dwell an age on every kiss; Nor then my soul should sated be, Still would I kiss and cling to thee: Nought should my kiss from thine dissever, Still would we kiss and kiss for ever; E'en though the numbers did exceed The yellow harvest's countless seed; To part would be a vain endeavour: Could I desist? -ah! never-never."
"In secret we met - In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? - With silence and tears"
"Nothing can confound a wise man more than laughter from a dunce."
"I am always most religious upon a sunshiny day."
"No hand can make the clock strike for me the hours that are passed."
"What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now."
"When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted, To sever for years."
"Constancy... that small change of love, which people exact so rigidly, receive in such counterfeit coin, and repay in baser metal."
"I have no consistency, except in politics; and that probably arises from my indifference to the subject altogether."