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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...
• 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...
• Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto, Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Beppo, Stanza 32...
• T is strange, but true; for truth is always strange,-- Stranger than fiction.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Don Juan, Canto xiv, Stanza 101...
• Lord of himself,--that heritage of woe! -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Lara, Canto i, Stanza 2
• A change came o'er the spirit of my dream. -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- The Dream, Stanza 3