Category: Lord Byron
I love not man the less, but Nature more.
The heart will break, but broken live on.
They never fail who die in a great cause.
Smiles form the channels of a future tear.
Absence – that common cure of love.
Who loves, raves.
My heart in passion, and my head on rhymes.
The busy have no time for tears.
Adversity is the first path to truth.
