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Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister
Lord Byron
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Lord Byron
Age: 36 †
Born: 1788
Born: January 22
Died: 1824
Died: April 19
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Books, Manuals, Directives, Regulations. The geometries that circumscribe your working life draw norrower and norrower until nothing fits inside them anymore.
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Every day confirms my opinion on the superiority of a vicious life, and if Virtue is not its own reward, I don't know any other stipend annexed to it.
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Twas twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail.
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That famish'd people must be slowly nurst, and fed by spoonfuls, else they always burst.
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Switzerland is a curst, selfish, swinish country of brutes, placed in the most romantic region of the world.
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It is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake.
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Tis said that persons living on annuities Are longer lived than others.
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Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
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No words suffice the secret soul to show, For truth denies all eloquence to woe.
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