Lord Byron quotes - page 4

[Armenian] is a rich language, however, and would amply repay any one the trouble of learning it. (Lord Byron)
It would be difficult, perhaps, to find the annals of a nation less stained with crimes than those of the Armenians, whose virtues have been those of peace, and their vices those of compulsion. But whatever may have been their destiny - and it has been bitter - whatever it may be in future, their country must ever be one of the most interesting on the globe. View quote
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A change came o'er the spirit of my dream. View quote
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Mark! where his carnage and his conquests cease! He makes a solitude, and calls it - peace! View quote
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Sublime tobacco which from east to west Cheers the tar's labor or the Turkman's rest. View quote
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In secret we met In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? With silence and tears. View quote
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Send me no more reviews of any kind. - I will read no more of evil or good in that line. - Walter Scott has not read a review of himself for thirteen years. View quote
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Who killed John Keats? "I," says the Quarterly, So savage and Tartarly; "'Twas one of my feats." View quote
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Lord of himself,-that heritage of woe! View quote
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Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried. View quote
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For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast. (Lord Byron)
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. View quote
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I live, but live to die: and, living, see nothing to make death hateful, save an innate clinging, a loathsome and yet all invincible instinct of life, which I abhor, as I despise myself, yet cannot overcome - and so I live. Would I had never lived! View quote
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No words suffice the secret soul to show, For truth denies all eloquence to woe. View quote
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The keenest pangs the wretched find Are rapture to the dreary void, The leafless desert of the mind, The waste of feelings unemployed. View quote
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As soon seek roses in December, ice in June, Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff Believe a woman or an epitaph Or any other thing that's false Before you trust in critics. View quote
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I only know we loved in vain; I only feel-farewell! farewell! View quote
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Old man! 'Tis not difficult to die. View quote
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I die but first I have possessed, And come what may, I have been blessed. View quote
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Oh, Mirth and Innocence! Oh, Milk and Water! Ye happy mixture of more happy days! View quote
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A light broke in upon my brain, - It was the carol of a bird It ceased, and then it came again, The sweetest song ear ever heard. (Lord Byron)
A man must serve his time to every trade Save Censure- Critics all are ready made. View quote
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He left a Corsair's name to other times, Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes. View quote
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The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. View quote
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The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree I planted; they have torn me, and I bleed. I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed. View quote
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