Quotes - Lord Byron
Oh "darkly, deeply, beautifully blue!"
As some one somewhere sings about the sky.
There's not a sea the passenger e'er pukes in,
Turns up more dangerous breakers than the Euxine.
But all have prices,
From crowns to kicks, according to their vices.
And puts himself upon his good behaviour.
That all-softening, overpowering knell,
The tocsin of the soul,--the dinner bell.
The women pardon'd all except her face.
Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious,
Who lent his lady to his friend Hortensius.
A "strange coincidence," to use a phrase
By which such things are settled nowadays.
The drying up a single tear has more
Of honest fame than shedding seas of gore.
Thrice happy he whose name has been well spelt
In the despatch: I knew a man whose loss
Was printed Grove, although his name was Grose.
What a strange thing is man! and what a stranger
Is woman!
And wrinkles, the damned democrats, won't flatter.
Oh for a forty-parson power!
When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter,"
And proved it,--'t was no matter what he said.
And after all, what is a lie? 'T is but
The truth in masquerade.
'T is strange the mind, that very fiery particle,
Should let itself be snuff'd out by an article.
Of all tales 't is the saddest,--and more sad,
Because it makes us smile.
Cervantes smil'd Spain's chivalry away.
Society is now one polish'd horde,
Formed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.
All human history attests
That happiness for man,--the hungry sinner!--
Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner.
'T is strange, but true; for truth is always strange,--
Stranger than fiction.
The Devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice,
An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.
A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded,
A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.
Friendship is Love without his wings.
I awoke one morning and found myself famous.