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• Who track the steps of glory to the grave.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Monody on the Death of Sheridan, Line 74...
• Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Monody on the Death of Sheridan, Line 68...
• Sighing that Nature form'd but one such man, And broke the die, in moulding Sheridan.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Monody on the Death of Sheridan, Line 117...
• Shrine of the mighty! can it be That this is all remains of thee?
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Giaour, Line 106...
• All tragedies are finished by death; all comedies are ended by a marriage. -- Lord Byro
• I had a dream which was not all a dream. -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Darkne
• No words suffice the secret soul to show, For truth denies all eloquence to woe.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Corsair, Canto iii, Stanza 22...
• The cold in clime are cold in blood, Their love can scarce deserve the name.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Giaour, Line 1099...
• But, oh ye lords of ladies intellectual, Inform us truly,--have they not henpeck'd you all?
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto i, Stanza 22...