George Gordon Noel Byron ( 10 of 329 )
The best of prophets of the future is the past.
The best of prophets of the future is the past.
'Tis pleasant purchasing our fellow-creatures;
And all are to be sold, if you consider
Their passions, and read more
'Tis pleasant purchasing our fellow-creatures;
And all are to be sold, if you consider
Their passions, and are dext'rous; some by features
Are brought up, others by a warlike leader;
Some by a place--as tend their years or natures;
The most by ready cash--but all have prices,
From crowns to kicks, according to their vices.
With more capacity for love than earth
Bestows on most of mortal mould and birth,
His early read more
With more capacity for love than earth
Bestows on most of mortal mould and birth,
His early dreams of good out-stripp'd the truth,
And troubled manhood follow'd baffled youth.
One must be a god to be able to tell successes from failures
without making a mistake.
One must be a god to be able to tell successes from failures
without making a mistake.
And I have loved them, Ocean! and my joy
Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be
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And I have loved them, Ocean! and my joy
Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be
Borne, like shy bubbles, onward; from a boy
I wanton'd with thy breakers.
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And laid my hand upon thy mane--as I do here.
There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and
true religion.
There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and
true religion.
A thousand hearts beat happily; and when
Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
Soft eyes look'd love read more
A thousand hearts beat happily; and when
Music arose with its voluptuous swell,
Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again,
And all went merry as a marriage bell.
"Yet doth he live!" exclaims th' impatient heir,
And sighs for sables which he must not wear.
"Yet doth he live!" exclaims th' impatient heir,
And sighs for sables which he must not wear.
The power of Thought,--the magic of the Mind!
The power of Thought,--the magic of the Mind!
A feast not profuse but elegant; more of salt [refinement] than
of expense.
[Lat., Non ampliter, sed munditer read more
A feast not profuse but elegant; more of salt [refinement] than
of expense.
[Lat., Non ampliter, sed munditer convivium; plus salis quam
sumptus.]
