George Gordon Noel Byron
George Gordon Noel Byron 's Bio
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Born:31.01.2014
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Death:31.01.2014
Maxioms by George Gordon Noel Byron
What is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill
A certain portion of uncertain paper:
Some read more
What is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill
A certain portion of uncertain paper:
Some liken it to climbing up a hill,
Whose summit, like all hills, is lost in vapour:
For this men write, speak, preach, and heroes kill,
And bards burn what they call their "midnight taper,"
To have, when the original is dust,
A name, a wretched picture, and worse bust.
And wrinkles, the d--d democrats, won't flatter.
And wrinkles, the d--d democrats, won't flatter.
Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious,
Who lent his lady to his friend Hortensius.
Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious,
Who lent his lady to his friend Hortensius.
So well she acted all and every part
By turns--with that vivacious versatility,
Which many people take read more
So well she acted all and every part
By turns--with that vivacious versatility,
Which many people take for want of heart.
They err--'tis merely what is call'd mobility,
A thing of temperament and not of art,
Though seeming so, from its supposed facility;
And false--though true; for surely they're sincerest
Who are strongly acted on by what is nearest.
In hope to merit Heaven by making earth a Hell.
In hope to merit Heaven by making earth a Hell.