O thou beautiful And unimaginable ether! and Ye multiplying masses of increased And still increasing lights! what are ye? what Is this… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
One certainly has a soul; but how it came to allow itself to be enclosed in a body is more than I… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Yet Time, who changes all, had altered him in soul and aspect as in age: Years steal Fire from the mind as… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
So do the dark in soul expire, Or live like scorpion girt by fire; So writhes the mind remorse hath riven, Unfit… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
No words suffice the secret soul to show, For truth denies all eloquence to woe. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
One certainly has a soul; but how it came to allow itself to be enclosed in a body is more than I… — Lord Byron Copy Share 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… — Lord 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 in her… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
“We of the craft are all crazy. Some are affected by gaiety, others by melancholy, but all are more or less touched.” — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Self-love for ever creeps out, like a snake, to sting anything which happens to stumble upon it. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
Here's a sigh to those who love me,And a smile to those who hate;And, whatever sky's above me,Here's a heart for every fate. — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
For most men (till by losing rendered sager), Will back their own opinions by a wager — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
