1,065 Quotes by Lord Byron

Come, lay thy head upon my breast and I’ll kiss thee unto rest.

Go let thy less than woman’s hand Assume the distaff not the brand.

Romances I ne’er read like those I have seen.

On with the dance! let joy be unconfin’d No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the Glowing Hours with Flying feet.

And Doubt and Discord step ’twixt thine and thee.

Yes! Ready money is Aladdin’s lamp.

In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee.

He makes a solitude, and calls it – peace!

What men call gallantry, and gods adultery, is much more common where the climate’s sultry.