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Lord Byron Quotes - Page 16

Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.

Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.

Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.513, Delphi Classics

Old man! 'Tis not difficult to die.

'Manfred' (2nd ed., 1819) act 3, sc. 4, l. 151

Yes! Ready money is Aladdin's lamp.

Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.2206, Delphi Classics

A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.

Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.505, Delphi Classics

And hold up to the sun my little taper.

Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.2208, Delphi Classics

We of the craft are all crazy.

" New study claims to find genetic link between creativity and mental illness" by Ian Sample, www.theguardian.com. June 8, 2015.

Parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till-'t is gone, and all is gray.

Lord Byron, Lord George Gordon Byron (2013). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.138, Cambridge University Press

Oh Rome! My country! City of the soul!

'Childe Harold's Pilgrimage' (1812-18) canto 4, st. 78

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 (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.536, Delphi Classics

It is not for minds like ours to give or to receive flatter; yet the praises of sincerity have ever been permitted to the voice of friendship

Lord Byron, Lord George Gordon Byron (2013). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.124, Cambridge University Press

Who tracks the steps of glory to the grave?

Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.513, Delphi Classics

Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, and broke the die.

George Gordon Byron, “Monody On The Death Of The Right Hon. R. B. Sheridan”

If I am fool, it is, at least, a doubting one; and I envy no one the certainty of his self-approved wisdom.

"Letters and Journals of Lord Byron". Book by Thomas Moore, Vol III, Chap. XVII, p. 208, 1830.

Egeria! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.

Lord Byron, Lord George Gordon Byron (2013). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.166, Cambridge University Press