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• Which makes life itself a lie, Flattering dust with eternity.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Sardanapalus, Act i, Sc. 2...
• I am the very slave of circumstance And impulse,--borne away with every breath!
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Sardanapalus, Act iv, Sc. 1...
• They never fail who die In a great cause. -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Marino Faliero, Act ii, Sc.
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• But we, who name ourselves its sovereigns, we, Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Manfred, Act i, Sc. 2...
• Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains; They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Manfred, Act i, Sc. 1...
• I had a dream which was not all a dream. -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Darkne
• Lord of himself,--that heritage of woe! -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Lara, Canto i, Stanza 2
• T was for the good of my country that I should be abroad.
  -- George Farquhar (1678-1707) -- The Beaux' Stratagem, Act iii, Sc. 2...
• It is not nor it cannot come to good. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2