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• For most men (till by losing rendered sager) Will back their own opinions by a wager.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 27...
• That soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 44...
• Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 45...
• Besides, they always smell of bread and butter. -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 39
• My heart is wax moulded as she pleases, but enduring as marble to retain.
  -- Miguel de Cervantes (1547-1616) -- The Little Gypsy (La Gitanilla)...
• O Mirth and Innocence! O milk and water! Ye happy mixtures of more happy days.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 80...
• Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto, Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 32...
• She was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts, Which terminated all.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Dream, Stanza 2...
• Oh for a forty-parson power! -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto x, Stanza 34