Lord Byron Quotes
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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.
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Besides, they always smell of bread and butter.
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The mellow autumn came, and with it came The promised party, to enjoy its sweets. The corn is cut, the manor full of game; The pointer ranges, and the sportsman beats In russet jacket;--lynx-like is his aim; Full grows his bag, and wonderful his feats. An, nutbrown partridges! An, brilliant pheasants! And ah, ye poachers!--'Tis no sport for peasants.
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And Doubt and Discord step 'twixt thine and thee.
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For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!
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The Cardinal is at his wit's end - it is true that he had not far to go.
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What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
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When all of genius which can perish dies.
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The best of prophets of the future is the past.
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And to his eyeThere was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him.
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Though sages may pour out their wisdom's treasure, there is no sterner moralist than pleasure.
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A sort of hostile transaction, very necessary to keep the world going, but by no means a sinecure to the parties concerned.
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Yet smelt roast meat, beheld a huge fire shine, And cooks in motion with their clean arms bared.
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But there are wanderers o'er Eternity Whose bark drives on and on, and anchor'd ne'er shall be.
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He left a corsair's name to other times,Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes.
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I was accused of every monstrous vice by public rumour and private rancour; my name, which had been a knightly or noble one, was tainted. I felt that, if what was whispered, and muttered, and murmured, was true, I was unfit for England; if false, England was unfit for me.
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The image of Eternity--the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
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Hark! to the hurried question of despair: 'Where is my child?'-an echo answers, 'Where?'
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Farewell! if ever fondest prayerFor other's weal avail'd on high,Mine will not all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky.
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My great comfort is, that the temporary celebrity I have wrung from the world has been in the very teeth of all opinions and prejudices. I have flattered no ruling powers; I have never concealed a single thought that tempted me.
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Yes! Ready money is Aladdin's lamp.
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BecauseHe is all-powerful, must all-good, too, follow?I judge but by the fruits-and they are bitter-Which I must feed on for a fault not mine.
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Shrine of the mighty! can it beThat this is all remains of thee?
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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.