But there are wanderers o'er Eternity Whose bark drives on and on, and anchor'd ne'er shall be.
Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)
Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii. Stanza 70.
Contributed by: Zaady
War, war is still the cry,-"war even to the knife!"
Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto i. Stanza 86.
The hell of waters! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture.
Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iv. Stanza 69.
When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted, To sever for years.
Source: When we Two parted.
Where'er we tread, 't is haunted, holy ground.
Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto ii. Stanza 88.
Or whispering with white lips, "The foe! They come! they come!"
Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii. Stanza 25.
Ah, happy years! once more who would not be a boy?
Source: Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto ii. Stanza 23.
All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin.
With wit to hatch a pun or tell a story.
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
Source: Stanzas for Music
Become a fan
Follow us
Subscribe
