"There's music in the sighing of a reed; There's music in the gushing of a rill; There's music in all things, if men had ears; The earth is but the music of the spheres."
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Lord Byron quotes (page 14 of 30)
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"My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea."
"Though sages may pour out their wisdom's treasure, there is no sterner moralist than pleasure."
"The Cardinal is at his wit's end - it is true that he had not far to go."
"'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it."
"And then he danced,-all foreigners excel the serious Angels in the eloquence of pantomime;-he danced, I say, right well, with emphasis, and a'so with good sense-a thing in footing indispensable: he danced without theatrical pretence, not like a ballet-master in the van of his drill'd nymphs, but like a gentleman."
"Let not his mode of raising cash seem strange, Although he fleeced the flags of every nation, For into a prime minister but change His title, and 'tis nothing but taxation."
"So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice."
"You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?"
"Self praise is no praise at all."
"Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain"
"The great object of life is Sensation - to feel that we exist - even though in pain - it is this "craving void" which drives us to gaming - to battle - to travel - to intemperate but keenly felt pursuits of every description whose principal attraction is the agitation inseparable from their accomplishment."
"Man's love is of man's life a part; it is a woman's whole existence. In her first passion, a woman loves her lover, in all the others all she loves is love."
"Be hypocritical, be cautious, be not what you seem but always what you see."
"Sweet is old wine in bottles, ale in barrels."
"Books, Manuals, Directives, Regulations. The geometries that circumscribe your working life draw norrower and norrower until nothing fits inside them anymore."
"A little still she strove, and much repented, And whispering “I will ne'er consent”—consented."
"I am surrounded here by parsons and methodists, but as you will see, not infested with the mania."
"Tis an old lesson; time approves it true, And those who know it best, deplore it most; When all is won that all desire to woo, The paltry prize is hardly worth the cost."
"Nothing so fretful, so despicable as a Scribbler, see what I am, and what a parcel of Scoundrels I have brought about my ears, and what language I have been obliged to treat them with to deal with them in their own way; - all this comes of Authorship."