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Lord Byron Quotes - Page 9

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As long as I retain my feeling and my passion for Nature, I can partly soften or subdue my other passions and resist or endure those of others.

As long as I retain my feeling and my passion for Nature, I can partly soften or subdue my other passions and resist or endure those of others.

Nature, Passion, Long

Lord Byron (1990). “The Sayings of Lord Byron”, p.21, Gerald Duckworth & Co

War, war is still the cry,-"war even to the knife!"

War, Knives, Cry

Lord Byron, Lord George Gordon Byron (2013). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.41, Cambridge University Press

She was like me in lineaments-- her eyes Her hair, her features, all, to the very tone Even of her voice, they said were like to mine; But soften'd all, and temper'd into beauty; She had the same lone thoughts and wanderings, The quest of hidden knowledge, and a mind To comprehend the universe: nor these Alone, but with them gentler powers than mine, Pity, and smiles, and tears-- which I had not; And tenderness-- but that I had for her; Humility-- and that I never had. Her faults were mine-- her virtues were her own-- I loved her, and destroy'd her!

Humility, Eye, Voice

Lord Byron (2014). “Manfred”, p.28, Simon and Schuster

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 life is but intoxication: Glory, the grape, love, gold, in these are sunk The hopes of all men, and of every nation; Without their sap, how branchless were the trunk Of life's strange tree, so fruitful on occasion: But to return--Get very drunk; and when You wake with head-ache, you shall see what then.

Laughter, Wine, Men

'Don Juan' (1819-24) canto 2, st. 179

Tis the perception of the beautiful, A fine extension of the faculties, Platonic, universal, wonderful, Drawn from the stars, and filtered through the skies, Without which life would be extremely dull

Beautiful, Stars, Sky

LORD BYRON (1875). “DON JUAN”, p.76

He who surpasses or subdues mankind, must look down on the hate of those below.

Jealousy, Hate, Ambition

Lord Byron (2015). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.65, Sheba Blake Publishing

This is to be mortal, And seek the things beyond mortality.

Mortality, Mortals

Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.1154, Delphi Classics

A quiet conscience makes one so serene.

Quiet, Human Nature, Serene

Lord Byron (2015). “Don Juan”, p.29, Xist Publishing

I think the worst woman that ever existed would have made a man of very passable reputation -- they are all better than us and their faults such as they are must originate with ourselves.

Nature, Men, Thinking

Lord Byron (1990). “The Sayings of Lord Byron”, p.12, Gerald Duckworth & Co

Man is a carnivorous production, And must have meals, at least one meal a day; He cannot live, like woodcocks, upon suction, But, like the shark and tiger, must have prey; Although his anatomical construction Bears vegetables, in a grumbling way, Your laboring people think beyond all question, Beef, veal, and mutton better for digestion.

Food, Men, Thinking

Lord Byron (2017). “Don Juan”, p.102, BookRix

Italia! O Italia! thou who hast The fatal gift of beauty.

Beauty

'Childe Harold's Pilgrimage' (1812-18) canto 4, st. 42

Exhausting thought, And hiving wisdom with each studious year.

Wisdom, Years, Exhausting

Lord Byron, Lord George Gordon Byron (2013). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.118, Cambridge University Press

Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain

Wine, May, Soda

Lord Byron (2013). “Don Juan”, p.83, Simon and Schuster

If ancient tales say true, nor wrong these holy men.

Men, Ancient, Holy

Lord Byron (2015). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.6, Sheba Blake Publishing

Are we aware of our obligations to a mob? It is the mob that labor in your fields and serve in your houses - that man your navy, and recruit your army - that have enabled you to defy the world, and can also defy you when neglect and calamity have driven them to despair. You may call the people a mob; but do not forget that a mob too often speaks the sentiments of the people.

Army, Men, People

Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.3042, Delphi Classics

Years steal fire from the mind as vigor from the limb; and life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.

Life, Fire, Years

'Childe Harold's Pilgrimage' (1812-18) canto 3, st. 8

Time strips our illusions of their hue, And one by one in turn, some grand mistake Casts off its bright skin yearly like the snake.

Mistake, Snakes, Skins

Lord Byron (2015). “Don Juan”, p.182, Xist Publishing

Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!

Stars, Inspiration, Heaven

Lord Byron, Donald A. Low (2013). “Byron: Selected Poetry and Prose”, p.56, Routledge

Critics are already made.

Criticism, Made, Critics

Yes, love indeed is light from heaven; A spark of that immortal fire with angels shared, by Allah given to lift from earth our low desire.

Love, Life, Angel

George Gordon Byron, “The Giaour”

Fame is the thirst of youth.

Literature, Youth, Fame

Lord Byron (2013). “Byron: Selected Poetry and Prose”, p.63, Routledge

Though the day of my Destiny 's over, And the star of my Fate hath declined, Thy soft heart refused to discover The faults which so many could find.

Stars, Heart, Fate

Lord Byron (2013). “Selected Poems of Lord Byron”, p.19, Lulu Press, Inc

Pure friendship's well-feigned blush.

Blushing, Wells, Pure

But stories somehow lengthen when begun.

Stories, Conversation

Lord Byron (2013). “Byron: Selected Poetry and Prose”, p.352, Routledge

I cannot help thinking that the menace of Hell makes as many devils as the severe penal codes of inhuman humanity make villains.

Thinking, Humanity, Devil

Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.2725, Delphi Classics

Born: January 22, 1788 - April 19, 1824
Occupation: Baron Byron

Quotes: 589

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