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Which Makes Life Itself A Lie, Flattering Dust With Eternity.
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Which makes life itself a lie,
Flattering dust with eternity.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824)
-- Sardanapalus, Act i, Sc. 2
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By all that 's good and glorious. -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Sardanapalus, Act i, Sc. 2
I am the very slave of circumstance And impulse,--borne away with every breath!
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But we, who name ourselves its sovereigns, we, Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar.
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They never fail who die In a great cause. -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Marino Faliero, Act ii, Sc.
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All that lives must die, Passing through nature to eternity.
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She was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts, Which terminated all.
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Bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word
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Upon my burned body lie lightly, gentle earth. -- Beaumont and Fletcher -- The Maid's Tragedy, Act i, Sc.
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I had a dream which was not all a dream. -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Darkne