“And fourthly, what need hardly be said twice, That good but rarely came from good advice.” — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“Think how the joys of reading a Gazette Are purchased by all agonies and crimes: Or if these do not move you,… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“And feeling, in a poet, is the source Of others' feeling; but they are such liars, And take all colours—like the hands… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“There are two Souls, whose equal flow In gentle stream so calmly run, That when they part—they part?—ah no! They cannot part—those… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“There's music in the sighing of a reed; There's music in the gushing of a rill; There's music in all things, if… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“Poetry is a distinct faculty, - it won't come when called, - you may as well whistle for a wind.” — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“Thou shalt believe in Milton, Dryden, Pope; Thou shalt not set up Wordsworth, Coleridge, Southey; Because the first is crazed beyond all… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“Many are poets, but without the name; For what is Poesy but to create From overfeeling Good or Ill; and aim At… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge. How little do we know that… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“But I being fond of true philosophy, Say very often to myself, 'Alas! All things that have been born were born to… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“Some have accused me of a strange design Against the creed and morals of this land, And trace it in this poem… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“ When We Two Parted When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“They accuse me-- Me --the present writer of The present poem--of--I know not what,-- A tendency to under-rate and scoff At human… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share Image
“This was an easy matter with a man Oft in the wrong, and never on his guard; And even the wisest, do the best… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“And he who lieth there was childless. I have dried the fountain of gentle race.. -Cain” — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“You are 'the best of cut-throats:'--do not start; The phrase is Shakespeare's, and not misapplied:-- War's a brain-spattering, windpipe-slitting art, Unless her cause by… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“Thou shalt believe in Milton, Dryden, Pope; Thou shalt not set up Wordsworth, Coleridge, Southey; Because the first is crazed beyond all hope, The… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“Shadow! or Spirit! Whatever thou art, Which still doth inherit The whole or a part Of the form of thy birth, Of the mould… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“Think how the joys of reading a Gazette Are purchased by all agonies and crimes: Or if these do not move you, don't forget… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“Evil and Good are things in their own essebce and not made good or evil by the giver. but if he gives you good… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“There's music in the sighing of a reed; There's music in the gushing of a rill; There's music in all things, if men had… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“LUCIFER: They say what they must sing and say on pain Of being that which I am and thou art-- Of spirits and of… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge. How little do we know that which we… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“If I should meet thee After long years How should I greet thee? With silence and tears.” — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“And fourthly, what need hardly be said twice, That good but rarely came from good advice.” — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“and there the stories Of martyrs awed, as Spagnoletto tainted His brush with all the blood of all the sainted.” — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“FILL THE GOBLET AGAIN A Song Fill the goblet again! for I never before Felt the glow which now gladdens my heart to its… — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
“Love in full life and length, not love ideal, No, nor ideal beauty, that fine name, But something better still, so very real...” — George Gordon Byron Copy Share
