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I am not now That which I have been.
Lord Byron
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Grief should be the instructor of the wise; Sorrow is Knowledge.
Lord Byron
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O Fame! if I ever took delight in thy praises, Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases, Than to see the bright eyes of the dear one discover The thought that I was not unworthy to love her.
Lord Byron
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Who hath not proved how feebly words essayTo fix one spark of beauty's heavenly ray? Who doth not feel, until his failing sightFaints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart, confessThe might, the majesty of loveliness?
Lord Byron
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Think'st thou existence doth depend on time?It doth; but actions are our epochs: mineHave made my days and nights imperishableEndless, and all alike, as sands on the shoreInnumerable atoms; and one desertBarren and cold, on which the wild waves break,But nothing rests, save carcases and wrecks,Rocks, and the salt-surf weeds of bitterness.
Lord Byron
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Reason is so unreasonable, that few people can say they are in possession of it.
Lord Byron
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Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.
Lord Byron
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I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
Lord Byron
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How sweet and soothing is this hour of calm! I thank thee, night! for thou has chased away these horrid bodements which, amidst the throng, I could not dissipate; and with the blessing of thy benign and quiet influence now will I to my couch, although to rest is almost wronging such a night as this.
Lord Byron
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I hate all pain, Given or received; we have enough within us The meanest vassal as the loftiest monarch, Not to add to each other's natural burden Of mortal misery.
Lord Byron
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When all of genius which can perish dies.
Lord Byron
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Italia! O Italia! thou who hast The fatal gift of beauty.
Lord Byron
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There's not a sea the passenger e'er pukes in, Turns up more dangerous breakers than the Euxine.
Lord Byron
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If from society we learn to live, solitude should teach us how to die.
Lord Byron
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'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark our coming, and look brighter when we come.
Lord Byron
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Romances I ne'er read like those I have seen.
Lord Byron
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And lovelier things have mercy shownTo every failing but their own,And every woe a tear can claimExcept an erring sister's shame.
Lord Byron
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Who track the steps of glory to the grave.
Lord Byron
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A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.
Lord Byron
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Brisk Confidence still best with woman copes: Pique her and soothe in turn-soon Passion crowns thy hopes.
Lord Byron
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Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story;The days of our youth are the days of our glory;And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twentyAre worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.
Lord Byron
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I have simplified my politics into an utter detestation of all existing governments; and, as it is the shortest and most agreeable and summary feeling imaginable, the first moment of an universal republic would convert me into an advocate for single and uncontradicted despotism. The fact is, riches are power, and poverty is slavery all over the earth, and one sort of establishment is no better, nor worse, for a people than another.
Lord Byron
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Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land-Good Night!
Lord Byron
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Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.
Lord Byron
