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Lord Byron quotes (page 19 of 30)
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"The fact is that my wife if she had common sense would have more power over me than any other whatsoever, for my heart always alights upon the nearest perch."
"Time strips our illusions of their hue, And one by one in turn, some grand mistake Casts off its bright skin yearly like the snake."
"From the mingled strength of shade and light A new creation rises to my sight, Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow, So warm with light his blended colors glow. . . . . The glowing portraits, fresh from life, that bring Home to our hearts the truth from which they spring."
"But as to women, who can penetrate the real sufferings of their she condition? Man's very sympathy with their estate has much of selfishness and more suspicion. Their love, their virtue, beauty, education, but form good housekeepers, to breed a nation."
"If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad. As to that regular, uninterrupted love of writing. I do not understand it. I feel it as a torture, which I must get rid of, but never as a pleasure. On the contrary, I think composition a great pain."
"Tyranny Is far the worst of treasons. Dost thou deem None rebels except subjects? The prince who Neglects or violates his trust is more A brigand than the robber-chief."
"Nothing so difficult as a beginning In poesy, unless perhaps the end."
"Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister"
"Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth! Immortal, though no more! though fallen, great!"
"Pure friendship's well-feigned blush."
"I can't but say it is an awkward sight To see one's native land receding through The growing waters; it unmans one quite, Especially when life is rather new."
"Tis said that persons living on annuities Are longer lived than others."
"And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep."
"A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded."
"The image of Eternity--the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone."
"Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land-Good Night!"
"One certainly has a soul; but how it came to allow itself to be enclosed in a body is more than I can imagine."
"The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave, The moon, their mistress, had expir'd before; The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air, And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need Of aid from them-She was the Universe."
"The mellow autumn came, and with it came The promised party, to enjoy its sweets. The corn is cut, the manor full of game; The pointer ranges, and the sportsman beats In russet jacket;--lynx-like is his aim; Full grows his bag, and wonderful his feats. An, nutbrown partridges! An, brilliant pheasants! And ah, ye poachers!--'Tis no sport for peasants."