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I cannot conceive why people will always mix up my own character and opinions with those of the imaginary beings which, as a poet, I have the right and liberty to draw.
Lord Byron
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If ancient tales say true, nor wrong these holy men.
Lord Byron
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Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried.
Lord Byron
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A bargain is in its very essence a hostile transaction do not all men try to abate the price of all they buy? I contend that a bargain even between brethren is a declaration of war.
Lord Byron
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Books, Manuals, Directives, Regulations. The geometries that circumscribe your working life draw norrower and norrower until nothing fits inside them anymore.
Lord Byron
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Champagne with its foaming whirls/As white as Cleopatra's pearls.
Lord Byron
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Love rules the camp, the court, the grove - for love is Heaven, and Heaven is love.
Lord Byron
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The devil was the first democrat.
Lord Byron
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Poetry should only occupy the idle.
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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And what is writ is writ - / Would it were worthier!
Lord Byron
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Liberty - eternal spirit of the chainless mind...
Lord Byron
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I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.
Lord Byron
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Ecclesiastes said that "all is vanity," Most modern preachers say the same, or show it By their examples of true Christianity: In short, all know, or very short may know it.
Lord Byron
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The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonised the whole — And, oh! that eye was in itself a Soul!
Lord Byron
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I awoke one day to find myself famous.
Lord Byron
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By headless Charles see heartless Henry lies.
Lord Byron
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Whatsoever thy birth, Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.
Lord Byron
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Sometimes we are less unhappy in being deceived by those we love, than in being undeceived by them.
Lord Byron
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You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
Lord Byron
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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.
Lord Byron
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On with the dance! let joy be unconfin'd No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the Glowing Hours with Flying feet.
Lord Byron
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Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.
Lord Byron
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Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tries, the Bores and Bored.
Lord Byron
