Lord Byron Quotes
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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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Sorrow preys upon Its solitude, and nothing more diverts it From its sad visions of the other world Than calling it at moments back to this. The busy have no time for tears.
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She walks the waters like a thing of life,And seems to dare the elements to strife.
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Hark! to the hurried question of despair: 'Where is my child?'-an echo answers, 'Where?'
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They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
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Champagne with its foaming whirls/As white as Cleopatra's pearls.
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My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then.
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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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Retirement accords with the tone of my mind; I will not descend to a world I despise.
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Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.
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Poetry should only occupy the idle.
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The 'good old times' - all times when old are good -Are gone.
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Till taught by pain, men know not water's worth.
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No ear can hear nor tongue can tell the tortures of the inward hell!
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Love rules the camp, the court, the grove - for love is Heaven, and Heaven is love.
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It is true from early habit, one must make love mechanically as one swims; I was once very fond of both, but now as I never swim unless I tumble into the water, I don't make love till almost obliged.
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Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylæ!
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Talent may be in time forgiven, but genius never.
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They say that Hope is happiness But genuine Love must prize the past; And Mem'ry wakes the thoughts that bless: They rose first – they set the last. And all that mem'ry loves the most Was once our only hope to be: And all that hope adored and lost Hath melted into memory. Alas! It is delusion all – The future cheats us from afar: Nor can we be what we recall, Nor dare we think on what we are.
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Better to sink beneath the shockThan moulder piecemeal on the rock.
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He who is only just is cruel; who Upon the earth would live were all judged justly?
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I've seen your stormy seas and stormy women, And pity lovers rather more than seamen.
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To have joy, one must share it.
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The keenest pangs the wretched find Are rapture to the dreary void, The leafless desert of the mind, The waste of feelings unemployed.