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• Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all save the spirit of man is divine?
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Bride of Abydos, Canto i, Stanza 1...
• He makes a solitude, and calls it--peace!
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Bride of Abydos, Canto ii, Stanza 20...
• The blind old man of Scio's rocky isle.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Bride of Abydos, Canto ii, Stanza 2...
• Who hath not proved how feebly words essay To fix one spark of beauty's heavenly ray?
  Who doth not feel, until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart, confess The might, the majesty of loveliness?...
• Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Corsair, Canto i, Stanza 1...
• Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime
  Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime?...
• Hark! to the hurried question of despair: "Where is my child?
  an echo answers, "Where? -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Bride of Abydos, Canto ii, Stanza 27...
• Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life, The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray!
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Bride of Abydos, Canto ii, Stanza 20...
• The dome of thought, the palace of the soul.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto ii, Stanza 6...