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01c. 1806 AD

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 / quote

02c. 1806 AD

I only know we loved in vain; I only feel—farewell! farewell!

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03c. 1806 AD

When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted, To sever for years.

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04c. 1806 AD

Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.

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05c. 1806 AD

'T is pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print; A book 's a book, although there 's nothing in 't.

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06c. 1806 AD

With just enough of learning to misquote.

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07c. 1806 AD

As soon Seek roses in December, ice in June; Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff; Believe a woman or an epitaph, Or any other thing that 's false, before You trust in critics.

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08c. 1806 AD

Perverts the Prophets and purloins the Psalms.

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09c. 1806 AD

Oh, Amos Cottle! Phœbus! what a name!

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10c. 1806 AD

So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.

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11c. 1806 AD

Yet truth will sometimes lend her noblest fires, And decorate the verse herself inspires: This fact, in virtue's name, let Crabbe attest,— Though Nature's sternest painter, yet the best.

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12c. 1806 AD

Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh give me back my heart!

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13c. 1806 AD

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

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14c. 1806 AD

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

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15c. 1806 AD

Maidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.

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16c. 1806 AD

Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal.

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17c. 1806 AD

Might shake the saintship of an anchorite.

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18c. 1806 AD

Adieu! adieu! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue.

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19c. 1806 AD

My native land, good night!

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20c. 1806 AD

O Christ! it is a goodly sight to see What Heaven hath done for this delicious land.

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21c. 1806 AD

In hope to merit heaven by making earth a hell.

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22c. 1806 AD

By Heaven! it is a splendid sight to see For one who hath no friend, no brother there.

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23c. 1806 AD

Still from the fount of joy's delicious springs Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom flings.

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24c. 1806 AD

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

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