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Mirth Quotes by Lord Byron
- And the small ripple spilt upon the beach Scarcely o'erpass'd the cream of your champagne, When o'er the brim the sparkling bumpers reach, That spring-dew…
- Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, sermons and soda water the day after.
- Let us have wine and woman, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda water the day after. Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; The best of…
More Mirth Quotes
- Mirth is like a flash of lightning, that breaks through a gloom of clouds, and glitters for a moment; cheerfulness keeps up… — Joseph Addison
- Mirth is the sweet wine of human life. It should be offered sparkling with zestful life unto God. — Henry Ward Beecher
- If we may believe our logicians, man is distinguished from all other creatures by the faculty of laughter. He has a heart… — Joseph Addison
- It is not time for mirth and laughter, the cold, gray dawn of the morning after. — George Ade
- Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is… — William Blake
- To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy looks, with heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth — William Shakespeare
- These are the things I prize And hold of dearest worth: Light of the sapphire skies, Peace of the silent hills, Shelter… — Henry Van Dyke
- Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the… — Unknown Author
- Glory to God in highest heaven, Who unto man His Son hath given; While angels sing with tender mirth, A glad new… — Martin Luther
- I have always preferred cheerfulness to mirth. The latter I consider as an act, the former as a habit of mind. Mirth… — Joseph Addison
- The Angel that presided o'er my birth Said, 'Little creature, formed of joy and mirth, Go love without the help of any… — William Blake
- A kitten is the most irresistible comedian in the world. Its wide-open eyes gleam with wonder and mirth. It darts madly at… — Agnes Repplier