Lord Byron, formally George Gordon Noel Byron, 6th Baron Byron

Lord
Byron, formally George Gordon Noel Byron, 6th Baron Byron
1788
1824

British Poet and leading figure in the Romantic Movement

Author Quotes

You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?

With common men there needs to oft the show of war to keep The substance of sweet peace, and for a king, 'tis sometimes better to be fear'd than lov'd.

Yes--it was love--if thoughts o? Tenderness, tried in temptation, strengthen'd by distress, unmov'd by absence, firm in every clime, and yet--oh more than all! Untired by time, which nor defeated hope, nor baffled wile, could render sullen were she near to smile, nor rage could fire, nor sickness fret to vent on her one murmur of his discontent; which still would meet with joy, with calmness part, lest that his look of grief should reach her heart; which nought removed, nor menaced to remove-- if there be love in mortals--this was love!

You have greatly ventured, but all must do so who would greatly win.

With just enough of learning to misquote

Yes--the same sin that overthrew the angels, and of all sins most easily besets mortals the nearest to the angelic nature: The vile are only vain; the great are proud.

You may live in an imperfect world but the frontiers are not closed and the doors are not all shut.

With more capacity for love than earth Bestows on most of mortal mold and birth, His early dreams of good out-stripp'd the truth, And troubled manhood follow'd baffled youth.

Yet doth he live! exclaims th' impatient heir, And sighs for sables which he must not wear.

You never know what events are going to transpire to get you home.

With pleasure drugged, he almost longed for woe

Yet even her tyranny had such a grace, The women pardoned all, except her face.

Your letter of excuses has arrived. I receive the letter but do not admit the excuses except in courtesy, as when a man treads on your toes and begs your pardon -- the pardon is granted, but the joint aches, especially if there is a corn upon it.

Tis enough - Who listens once will listen twice; Her heart be sure is not of ice, And one refusal no rebuff.

To be perfectly original one should think much and read little, and this is impossible, for one must have read before one has learnt to think.

Tribulation will not hurt you, unless as it too often does; it hardens you and makes you sour, narrow and skeptical.

We are all the fools of time and terror: days steal on us and steal from us; yet we live, loathing our life, and dreading still to die.

What an antithetical mind! -- tenderness, roughness -- delicacy, coarseness -- sentiment, sensuality -- soaring and groveling, dirt and deity -- all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!

What want these outlaws conquerors should have But History's purchased page to call them great?

When something an affliction happens to you, you either let it defeat you, or you defeat it.

Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all, save the spirit of man, is divine?

Who upon earth could live were all judged justly?

'Tis melancholy, and a fearful sign Of human frailty, folly, also crime, That love and marriage rarely can combine, Although they both are born in the same clime; Marriage from love, like vinegar from wine - A sad, sour, sober beverage - by time Is s.

To be precocious Was in her eyes a thing the most atrocious.

Trouble is the common denominator of living. It is the great equalizer.

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First Name
Lord
Last Name
Byron, formally George Gordon Noel Byron, 6th Baron Byron
Birth Date
1788
Death Date
1824
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British Poet and leading figure in the Romantic Movement