Quote

Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, and broke the die.

Lord Byron

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Lord Byron
Age: 36 †
Born: 1788
Born: January 22
Died: 1824
Died: April 19
Autobiographer
Baron Byron
Diarist
Librettist
Lyricist
Military Personnel
Playwright
Poet
Politician
Translator
Writer
London
England
George Gordon Byron
George Gordon Byron
6th Baron Byron
Noel Byron
Xhorxh Bajroni
Bajron
George Gordon
Jerzy Gordon Byron
Pai-lun
Baron Byron George Gordon Byron
6th Baron Byron George Gordon Noel
Byron
George Gordon Byron
Baron Byron
6th Baron Byron George Gordon Byron
George Gordon Noël Byron Byron
Bayrěn
Payrěn
George Gordon By
Sighing
Formed
Broke
Greatness
Dies
Nature
Men

More quotes by Lord Byron

Image
Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon.
Lord Byron
Image
The simple Wordsworth . . . / Who, both by precept and example, shows / That prose is verse, and verse is merely prose.
Lord Byron
Image
There is music in all things, if men had ears.
Lord Byron
Image
Ah, happy years! once more who would not be a boy?
Lord Byron
Image
Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land-Good Night!
Lord Byron
Image
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
Image
Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone.
Lord Byron
Image
Your thief looks Exactly like the rest, or rather better 'Tis only at the bar, and in the dungeon, That wise men know your felon by his features.
Lord Byron
Image
Poetry should only occupy the idle.
Lord Byron
Image
Pure friendship's well-feigned blush.
Lord Byron
Image
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
Image
But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.
Lord Byron
Image
This is to be along this, this is solitude!
Lord Byron
Image
Few things surpass old wine and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain
Lord Byron
Image
If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company.
Lord Byron
Image
The 'good old times' - all times when old are good.
Lord Byron
Image
Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!
Lord Byron
Image
Earth! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylæ!
Lord Byron
Image
In itself a thought, a slumbering thought is capable of years and curdles a long life into one hour.
Lord Byron
Image
Sweet is old wine in bottles, ale in barrels.
Lord Byron