George Gordon Noel Byron ( 10 of 329 )
What is the worst of woes that wait on age?
What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow?
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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 love one blotted from life's page,
And be alone on earth as I am now.
And hold up to the sun my little taper.
And hold up to the sun my little taper.
Friendship is Love without his wings!
Friendship is Love without his wings!
A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love.
A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love.
For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.
For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.
I awoke one morning and found myself famous.
I awoke one morning and found myself famous.
"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.
Such is the aspect of this shore;
'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more!
So coldly sweet, read more
Such is the aspect of this shore;
'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more!
So coldly sweet, so deadly fair,
We start, for soul is wanting there.
I am bound to furnish my antagonists with arguments, but not with
comprehension.
I am bound to furnish my antagonists with arguments, but not with
comprehension.
With eyes that look'd into the very soul--
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Bright--and as black and burning read more
With eyes that look'd into the very soul--
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Bright--and as black and burning as coal.
