Lord Byron Thee Quotations

Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll! / Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; / Man marks the earth with ruin - his control / Stops with the shore.

Time, the avenger! unto thee I lift / My hands, and eyes, and heart, and crave of thee a gift.

Oh! snatched away in beauty's bloom, / On thee shall press no ponderous tomb.

O gold! I still prefer thee unto paper which makes bank credit like a bank of vapor

If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? - With silence and tears

Eternity forbids thee to forget.

Yet I did love thee to the last, As ferverently as thou, Who didst not change through all the past, And canst not alter now.

And Doubt and Discord step 'twixt thine and thee.