“And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.”
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Lord Byron was an English poet known as much for his life of scandals, exile and excess as for his elegant and well-crafted poetry. Known by his peers as dark, seductive and romantic, his legacy, the brooding Byronic hero still influences modern audiences two hundred years on.
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“And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.”
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“For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.”
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“There is no instinct like that of the heart.”
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“Tis strange,-but true; for truth is always strange; Stranger than fiction: if it could be told, How much would novels gain by the exchange! How differently the world would men behold!”
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“Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most must mourn the deepest o’er the fatal truth, the Tree of Knowledge is not that of Life.”
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“What deep wounds ever closed without a scar? The hearts bleed longest, and heals but to wear That which disfigures it.”
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“She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow’d to that tender light Which hea...”
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“I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me: and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum of human cities torture.”
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“When We Two Parted When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. Th...”
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“The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains.—Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man; and in h...”
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“Between two worlds life hovers like a star, 'Twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge. How little do we know that which we are! How less what we may be! The eternal surge Of time and t...”
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“But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think; ’T is strange, the shortest letter which man us...”
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“They never fail who die in a great cause.”
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“All who joy would win Must share it -- Happiness was born a twin.”
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“But what is Hope? Nothing but the paint on the face of Existence; the least touch of truth rubs it off, and then we see what a hollow-cheeked harlot we have got hold of.”
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“If I do not write to empty my mind, I go mad.”
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“There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.”
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