Byron Quotes
Ye stars, that are poetry of heaven.
And policy regained what arms had lost.
Roll on; thou deep and dark-blue ocean, roll !
Ready money is Alladin's lamp.
And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep.
My hair'is grey, but not with years. Nor grew it white, In a single night, As men's have grown with sudden fears.
Fare thee well and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well.
The devil was the first democrat.
Take time enough; all other graces Will soon fill up their proper places.
I loathe that low vice, curiosity.