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Lord Byron Inspirational Quotes (344)
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I am so convinced of the advantages of looking at mankind instead of reading about them, . . . that I think there should be a law amongst us to set our young men abroad for a term among the few allies our wars have left us.
Lord Byron
But 'midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless.
Lord Byron
Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart.
Lord Byron
I am never long, even in the society of her I love, without yearning for the company of my lamp and my library.
Lord Byron
I learned to love despair.
Lord Byron
And the commencement of atonement is the sense of its necessity.
Lord Byron
Ah, nut-brown partridges! Ah, brilliant pheasants! And ah, ye poachers!--'Tis no sport for peasants.
Lord Byron
This is the patent age of new inventions for killing bodies, and for saving souls. All propagated with the best intentions.
Lord Byron
Then farewell, Horace whom I hated so, Not for thy faults, but mine.
Lord Byron
I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me: and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum of human cities torture.
Lord Byron
What is Death, so it be but glorious? 'Tis a sunset And mortals may be happy to resemble The Gods but in decay.
Lord Byron
Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.
Lord Byron
Eternity forbids thee to forget.
Lord Byron
Man marks the earth with ruin - his control stops with the shore.
Lord Byron
The very best of vineyards is the cellar
Lord Byron
May Moorland weavers boast Pindaric skill, And tailors' lays be longer than their bill! While punctual beaux reward the grateful notes, And pay for poems--when they pay for coats.
Lord Byron
I was accused of every monstrous vice by public rumour and private rancour my name, which had been a knightly or noble one, was tainted. I felt that, if what was whispered, and muttered, and murmured, was true, I was unfit for England if false, England was unfit for me.
Lord Byron
Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure.
Lord Byron
Let not his mode of raising cash seem strange, Although he fleeced the flags of every nation, For into a prime minister but change His title, and 'tis nothing but taxation.
Lord Byron
Scion of chiefs and monarchs, where art thou? Fond hope of many nations, art thou dead? Could not the grave forget thee, and lay low Some less majestic, less beloved head?
Lord Byron
Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone.
Lord Byron
Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.
Lord Byron
Are not the mountains, waves, and skies as much a part of me, as I of them?
Lord Byron
No words suffice the secret soul to show, For truth denies all eloquence to woe.
Lord Byron
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