Lord Byron

1788 - 1824

A Quote by George Gordon, Lord Byron on farewells, losing, and prayer

Farewell! if ever fondest prayer For other's weal avail'd on high, Mine will not all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky.

Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

Source: Farewell! if ever fondest Prayer.

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A Quote by George Gordon, Lord Byron on beauty

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Fills The air around with beauty.

Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iv. Stanza 49.

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A Quote by George Gordon, Lord Byron on songs

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Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.

Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

Source: English Bards and Scotch Reviewers. Line 6.

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A Quote by George Gordon, Lord Byron on heart, love, rest, and soul

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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A Quote by George Gordon, Lord Byron on bravery

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Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave.

Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii. Stanza 27.

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A Quote by George Gordon, Lord Byron on love

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Had sigh'd to many, though he loved but one.

Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto i. stanza 5.

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A Quote by George Gordon, Lord Byron on men and soul

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He had kept The whiteness of his soul, and thus men o'er him wept.

Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii. Stanza 57.

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A Quote by George Gordon, Lord Byron on fighting

He rush'd into the field, and foremost fighting fell.

Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii. Stanza 23.

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A Quote by George Gordon, Lord Byron

Or whispering with white lips, "The foe! They come! they come!"

Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii. Stanza 25.

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A Quote by George Gordon, Lord Byron on happiness

Ah, happy years! once more who would not be a boy?

Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto ii. Stanza 23.

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