Lord Byron Quotes
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Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.
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The power of thought,-the magic of the mind!
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Tis sweet to listen as the night winds creep From leaf to leaf.
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And the commencement of atonement is the sense of its necessity.
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And life 's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.
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O ye! who teach the ingenious youth of nations, Holland, France, England, Germany or Spain, I pray ye flog them upon all occasions, It mends their morals, never mind the pain.
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For the night Shows stars and women in a better light.
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A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.
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Our life is two fold Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence Sleep hath its own world, And a wide realm of wild reality.
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It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, a luster obliterates. There is little distinct left without an effort of memory, then indeed the lights are rekindled for a moment - but who can be sure that the Imagination is not the torch-bearer?
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Sleep hath its own world, and the wide realm of wild reality.
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A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!
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I learned to love despair.
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Good but rarely came from good advice.
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What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you care as little.
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Keep thy smooth words and juggling homilies for those who know thee not.
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O thou beautiful And unimaginable ether! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights! what are ye? what Is this blue wilderness of interminable Air, where ye roll along, as I have seen The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden? Is your course measur'd for ye? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion,--at which my soul aches to think,-- Intoxicated with eternity.
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A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.
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Tis said that persons living on annuities Are longer lived than others.
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Oh, Christ! it is a goodly sight to see What Heaven hath done for this delicious land!
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Tyranny is for the worst of treasons.
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One of the pleasures of reading old letters is the knowledge that they need no answer.
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Have not all past human beings parted, And must not all the present, one day part?
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It is by far the most elegant worship, hardly excepting the Greek mythology. What with incense, pictures, statues, altars, shrines, relics, and the real presence, confession, absolution, - there is something sensible to grasp at. Besides, it leaves no possibility of doubt; for those who swallow their Deity, really and truly, in transubstantiation, can hardly find any thing else otherwise than easy of digestion.