She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and s... - George Gordon Byron
"She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes..."
"She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark and brightMeet in her aspect and her eyes..."
"If I do not write to empty my mind, I go mad."
"And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on."
"In secret we met -In silence I grieve,That thy heart could forget,Thy spirit deceive.If I should meet theeAfter long years,How should I greet thee? -With silence and tears"
"Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep."
"We are all the fools of time and terror: DaysSteal on us and steal from us; yet we live,Loathing our life, and dreading still to die."