|
 |
Listings |
 |
Lord Byron
Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine.
|
Lord Byron
For the sword outwears its sheath,And the soul wears out the breast,And the heart must pause for breath,And love itself have rest.
|
Lord Byron
How sweet and soothing is this hour of calm! I thank thee, night! for thou has chased away these horrid bodements which, amidst the throng, I could not dissipate; and with the blessing of thy benign and quiet influence now will I to my couch, although to rest is almost wronging such a night as this.
|
Lord Byron
[Poetry] is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake.
|
|
|
|
|
| |
|
Browse Categories |
|
|
|
