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• Besides, they always smell of bread and butter. -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 39
• 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...
• His heart was one of those which most enamour us,-- Wax to receive, and marble to retain.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 34...
• O Mirth and Innocence! O milk and water! Ye happy mixtures of more happy days.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 80...
• And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza 32...
• And to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Dream, Stanza 2...
• At leaving even the most unpleasant people And places, one keeps looking at the steeple.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto ii, Stanza 14...