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George Gordon Byron, 6th Baron Byron FRS (22 January 1788 – 19 April 1824), known as Lord Byron, was an English nobleman, poet, peer, politician, and leading figure in the Romantic movement. He is regarded as one of the greatest British poets and remains widely read and influential. Among his best-known works are the lengthy narrative poems Don Juan and Childe Harold's Pilgrimage as well as the short lyric poem "She Walks in Beauty".

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Heaven gives its favourites-early death.

Death, Early Death, Gives, Giving, Heaven

Your thief looks Exactly like the rest, or rather better; 'Tis only at the bar, and in the dungeon, That wise men know your felon by his features.

Dungeon, Features, Felon, Men, Thieves, Wise

Whenever I meet with anything agreeable in this world it surprises me so much - and pleases me so much (when my passions are not interested in one way or the other) that I go on wondering for a week to come.

Goes On, Passion, Please Me, Way, Week, Whenever

I should like to know who has been carried off, except poor dear me - I have been more ravished myself than anybody since the Trojan war.

Carried, Poor, Seduction, War

I should be very willing to redress men wrongs, and rather check than punish crimes, had not Cervantes, in that all too true tale of Quixote, shown how all such efforts fail.

Cervantes, Effort, Literature, Men, Punish, Quixote

He who grown aged in this world of woe, In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life, So that no wonder waits him.

Aged, Depths, Life, Waiting, Years

I know that two and two make four - and should be glad to prove it too if I could - though I must say if by any sort of process I could convert 2 and 2 into five it would give me much greater pleasure.

Four, Giving, Make, Math, Pleasure, Two

For the night Shows stars and women in a better light.

Light, Night, Shows, Stars

Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime!

Emblems, Land, Love, Turtle, Turtles

I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.

Eye, Glad, Gone, Grieving, Travel, Whither

Now I shall go to sleep. Goodnight.

Dying, Going To Sleep, Goodnight, Sleep

Absence - that common cure of love.

Absence, Cure, Epic, Funny, Love

Like other parties of the kind, it was first silent, then talky, then argumentative, then disputatious, then unintelligible, then altogether, then inarticulate, and then drunk. When we had reached the last step of this glorious ladder, it was difficult to get down again without stumbling.

Altogether, Argumentative, Drunk, Ladders, Party, Silent

Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.

Fame, Folly, Martyrdom, Reputation

I cannot conceive why people will always mix up my own character and opinions with those of the imaginary beings which, as a poet, I have the right and liberty to draw.

Character, Liberty, People

O Fame! if I ever took delight in thy praises, Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases, Than to see the bright eyes of the dear one discover The thought that I was not unworthy to love her.

Dear Ones, Eye, Phrases, Thought, Thy, Unworthy

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

Assuming, Contempt, Hand, Hands, Let, Thy

I have seen a thousand graves opened, and always perceived that whatever was gone, the teeth and hair remained of those who had died with them. Is not this odd? They go the very first things in youth and yet last the longest in the dust.

Death, Died, Dust, Hair, Odd, Opened

Think'st thou existence doth depend on time? It doth; but actions are our epochs.

Actions, Calendars, Depend, Epochs, Thinking, Time

For through the South the custom still commands The gentleman to kiss the lady's hands.

Custom, Gentleman, Hands, Kiss, Kissing

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