01UndatedThe bright sun was extinguish'd, and the starsDid wander darkling in the eternal space.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
02UndatedGwynned lies two days westwards; still further south, the weregeld calls. Mayhap with All-Father Woden's favour, my deeds may yet inspire the skalds.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
04Undated...methinks the older that one grows, Inclines us more to laugh the scold, though laughterLeaves us so doubly serious shortly after.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
05UndatedAnd yet methinks the older that one growsInclines us more to laugh than scold, though laughterLeaves us so doubly serious shortly after.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
06UndatedBut pomp and power alone are woman's care,And where these are light Eros finds a feere;Maidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare,And Mammon wins his way where Seraphs might despair.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
07UndatedThe light of love, the purity of grace,The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonised the whole —And, oh! that eye was in itself a Soul!George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
08UndatedIf I could always read I should never feel the want of company.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
09UndatedA timid mind is apt to mistake every scratch for a mortal wound.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
10Undatedthe poor dog, in life the firmest friend, the first to welcome, the foremost to defend.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
12UndatedA woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover -- but will sooner or later find a tyrant.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
13UndatedI do not believe in any religion, I will have nothing to do with immortality. We are miserable enough in this life without speculating upon another.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
15UndatedTis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now. What am I? Nothing: but not so art thou, Soul of my thought! with whom I traverse earth, Invisible but gazing, as I glow Mix'd with thy spirit, blended with thy birth,And feeling still with thee in my crush'd feelings' dearth.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
17UndatedWhere there is mystery, it is generally supposed there must be evil.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
19UndatedBut first, on earth as vampire sent,Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent,Then ghastly haunt thy native place,And suck the blood of all thy race.There from thy daughter, sister, wife,At midnight drain the stream of life,Yet loathe the banquet which perforceMust feed thy livid living corse.Thy victims ere they yet expireShall know the demon for their sire,As cursing thee, thou cursing them,Thy flowers are withered on the stem.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
21UndatedMany are poets, but without the name;For what is Poesy but to createFrom overfeeling Good or Ill; and aimAt an external life beyond our fate,And be the new Prometheus of new men,Bestowing fire from Heaven, and then, too late,Finding the pleasure given repaid with painGeorge Gordon Byron / quote ↗
22UndatedA woman being never at a loss... the devil always sticks by them.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
23UndatedAnd yet, my girl, we weep in vain,In vain our fate in sighs deplore;Remembrance only can remain,But that, will make us weep the more.George Gordon Byron / quote ↗
24UndatedBut first on earth as vampire sentThy corpse shall from its tomb be rentThen gastly haunt thy native placeAnd suck the blood of all thy raceGeorge Gordon Byron / quote ↗
