Maxioms by George Gordon Byron
I have always believed that all things depended upon Fortune, and nothing upon ourselves.
I have always believed that all things depended upon Fortune, and nothing upon ourselves.
For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,And breathed in the face of the foe as he read more
For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd;And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill,And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! - Destruction of Sennacherib, The.
