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Lord Byron
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“And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!”
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“When all of genius which can perish dies.”
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“Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.”
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“Who track the steps of glory to the grave.”
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“Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, And broke the die, in molding Sheridan.”
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“And both were young, and one was beautiful.”
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“And to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him.”
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“She was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts, Which terminated all.”
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“A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.”
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“And they were canopied by the blue sky, So cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful That God alone was to be seen in heaven.”
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“Titan! to whom immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods despise; What was thy pity's recompense? A silent suffering, and intense; The rock, the vulture, and the chain, All that the proud can feel of pain, The agony they do not show, The suffocating sense of woe, Which speaks but in its loneliness, And then is jealous lest the sky Should have a listener, nor will sigh Until its voice is echoless.”
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“Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most Must mourn the deepest o’er the fatal truth, The Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.”
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“Mont Blanc is the Monarch of mountains; They crowned him long ago, On a throne of rocks — in a robe of clouds – With a Diadem of Snow.”
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“By thy cold breast and serpent smile, By thy unfathom'd gulfs of guile, By that most seeming virtuous eye, By thy shut soul's hypocrisy; By the perfection of thine art Which pass'd for human thine own heart; By thy delight in others' pain, And by thy brotherhood of Cain, I call upon thee! and compel Thyself to be thy proper Hell!”
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“My mother Earth! And thou fresh breaking Day, and you, ye Mountains, Why are ye beautiful? I cannot love ye. And thou, the bright eye of the universe, That openest over all, and unto all Art a delight—thou shin'st not on my heart.”
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“But we, who name ourselves its sovereigns, we, Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar.”
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“Patience! Hence—that word was made For brutes of burthen, not for birds of prey; Preach it to mortals of a dust like thine,— I am not of thine order.”
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“Think'st thou existence doth depend on time? It doth; but actions are our epochs: mine Have made my days and nights imperishable Endless, and all alike, as sands on the shore Innumerable atoms; and one desert Barren and cold, on which the wild waves break, But nothing rests, save carcases and wrecks, Rocks, and the salt-surf weeds of bitterness.”
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“From my youth upwards My spirit walk'd not with the souls of men, Nor look'd upon the earth with human eyes; The thirst of their ambition was not mine, The aim of their existence was not mine; My joys, my griefs, my passions, and my powers Made me a stranger.”
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“Knowledge is not happiness, and science But an exchange of ignorance for that Which is another kind of ignorance.”
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“Whate'er I may have been, or am, doth rest between Heaven and myself; I shall not choose a mortal To be my mediator.”
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“There is no power in holy men, Nor charm in prayer, nor purifying form Of penitence, nor outward look, nor fast, Nor agony—nor, greater than all these, The innate tortures of that deep despair, Which is remorse without the fear of hell, But all in all sufficient to itself Would make a hell of heaven,—can exorcise From out the unbounded spirit the quick sense Of its own sins, wrongs, sufferance, and revenge Upon itself; there is no future pang Can deal that justice on the self—condemn'd He deals on his own soul.”
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“The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the Night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.”
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“The heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old! The dead but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.”
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“Old man! ’tis not so difficult to die.”
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“So, we'll go no more a roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright.”
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“For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest.”
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“Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we'll go no more a roving By the light of the moon.”
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“For most men (till by losing rendered sager) Will back their own opinions by a wager.”
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“Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto, Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.”
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“His heart was one of those which most enamour us, Wax to receive, and marble to retain: He was a lover of the good old school, Who still become more constant as they cool.”
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“Besides, they always smell of bread and butter.”
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“I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in, That not a single accent seems uncouth, Like our harsh northern whistling, grunting guttural, Which we're obliged to hiss, and spit, and sputter all.”
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“Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.”
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“O Mirth and Innocence! O milk and water! Ye happy mixtures of more happy days.”
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“How my soul hates This language, Which makes life itself a lie, Flattering dust with eternity.”
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“By all that's good and glorious.”
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“Eat, drink, and love; the rest's not worth a fillip.”
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“I am the very slave of circumstance And impulse — borne away with every breath! Misplaced upon the throne — misplaced in life. I know not what I could have been, but feel I am not what I should be — let it end.”
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“But take this with thee: if I was not form'd To prize a love like thine, a mind like thine, Nor dote even on thy beauty — as I've doted On lesser charms, for no cause save that such Devotion was a duty, and I hated All that look'd like a chain for me or others (This even rebellion must avouch); yet hear These words, perhaps among my last — that none E'er valued more thy virtues, though he knew not To profit by them…”
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“Oh! if thou hast at length Discover'd that my love is worth esteem, I ask no more—but let us hence together, And I — let me say we — shall yet be happy. Assyria is not all the earth—we'll find A world out of our own — and be more bless'd Than I have ever been, or thou, with all An empire to indulge thee.”
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“The dust we tread upon was once alive.”
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“My best! my last friends! Let's not unman each other: part at once: All farewells should be sudden, when for ever, Else they make an eternity of moments, And clog the last sad sands of life with tears. Hence, and be happy: trust me, I am not Now to be pitied; or far more for what Is past than present; — for the future, 'tis In the hands of the deities, if such There be: I shall know soon. Farewell — Farewell.”
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“The "good old times" — all times when old are good — Are gone.”
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“Where is he, the champion and the child Of all that's great or little, wise or wild; Whose game was empires, and whose stakes were thrones; Whose table earth — whose dice were human bones?”
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“While Franklin's quiet memory climbs to heaven, Calming the lightning which he thence hath riven, Or drawing from the no less kindled earth Freedom and peace to that which boasts his birth; While Washington's a watchword, such as ne'er Shall sink while there's an echo left to air.”
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“Sublime tobacco! which from east to west Cheers the tar's labor or the Turkman's rest.”
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“Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe; Like other charmers, wooing the caress More dazzlingly when daring in full dress; Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties—give me a cigar!”
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“Jack was embarrassed — never hero more, And as he knew not what to say, he swore.”
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“She thought of her own strength, and Juan's youth, And of the folly of all prudish fears, Victorious virtue, and domestic truth, And then of Don Alfonso's fifty years: [...] When people say, "I've told you fifty times," They mean to scold, and very often do: When poets say, "I've written fifty rhymes," They make you dread that they'll recite them too; In gangs of fifty thieves commit their crimes: At fifty love for love is rare, 'tis true, But then, no doubt, it equally as true is, A good deal may be bought for fifty louis.”
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