Lord Byron Quotes
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I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.
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For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast.
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Romances I ne'er read like those I have seen.
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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.
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He who grown aged in this world of woe, In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life, So that no wonder waits him.
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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.
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Romances paint at full length people's wooing. But only give a bust of marriages.
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The dew of compassion is a tear.
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Accursed be the city where the laws would stifle nature's!
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You are the fools, not I - for I did dwell With a deep thought, and with a softened eye, On that Old Sexton's natural homily, In which there was Obscurity and Fame, The Glory and the Nothing of a Name.
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Talent may be in time forgiven, but genius never.
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And wrinkles, the damned democrats, won't flatter.
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Happiness was born a twin.
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A good coach encourages the same type of resilience in the people they work with. They encourage them to take risks. If the risk results in failure, they help all people to learn from the mistake and then go on to try another way.
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Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.
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All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.
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To what gulfs A single deviation from the track Of human duties leads even those who claim The homage of mankind as their born due, And find it, till they forfeit it themselves!
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The poor dog, in life the firmest friend,The first to welcome, foremost to defend.
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The cold, the changed, perchance the dead, anew, The mourn'd, the loved, the lost,-too many, yet how few!
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Marriage, from love, like vinegar from wine – A sad, sour sober beverage – by time Is sharpened from its high celestial flavor Down to a very homely household savor.
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Near this spotAre deposited the Remains of oneWho possessed Beauty without Vanity,Strength without Insolence,Courage without Ferocity,And all the virtues of Man, without his Vices.This Praise, which would be unmeaning FlatteryIf inscribed over human ashes,Is but a just tribute to the Memory ofBOATSWAIN, a DOG
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When we two partedIn silence and tears,Half brokenhearted,To sever for years.
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Fare thee well! and if forever,Still forever, fare thee well:Even though unforgiving, never'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel.
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Admire, exult, despise, laugh, weep for here There is such matter for all feelings: Man! Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear.