George Gordon Noel Byron ( 10 of 329 )
"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.
I can't but say it is an awkward sight
To see one's native land receding through
The read more
I can't but say it is an awkward sight
To see one's native land receding through
The growing waters; it unmans one quite,
Especially when life is rather new.
Friendship is Love without his wings!
Friendship is Love without his wings!
Oh, for a forty-parson power to chant
Thy praise, Hypocrisy! Oh, for a hymn
Loud as the read more
Oh, for a forty-parson power to chant
Thy praise, Hypocrisy! Oh, for a hymn
Loud as the virtues thou dost loudly vaunt,
Not practise!
I awoke one morning and found myself famous.
I awoke one morning and found myself famous.
A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love.
A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love.
With eyes that look'd into the very soul--
. . . .
Bright--and as black and burning read more
With eyes that look'd into the very soul--
. . . .
Bright--and as black and burning as coal.
And these vicissitudes come best in youth;
For when they happen at a riper age,
People are read more
And these vicissitudes come best in youth;
For when they happen at a riper age,
People are apt to blame the Fates, forsooth,
And wonder Providence is not more sage.
Adversity is the first path to truth:
He who hath proved war, storm, or woman's rage,
Whether his winters be eighteen or eighty,
Has won experience which is deem'd so weighty.
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.
Of all tales 'tis the saddest--and more sad,
Because it makes us smile.
Of all tales 'tis the saddest--and more sad,
Because it makes us smile.
