Lord Byron Quotes About Heart

Quotes about: Heart

• There is no instinct like that of the heart.

  Lord Byron

  Love, Heart, Intuition

• The heart will break, but broken live on.

  Lord Byron

  Break Up, Broken Heart, Breakup

• Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.

  Lord Byron

  Love, Broken Heart, Happy Valentines Day

• You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her. Never underestimate the power of love. The way to love anything is to realize it may be lost. The heart has its reasons that reason does not know at all. Music is love in search of a word. There is pleasure in the pathless woods; there is a rapture on the lonely shore; There is society, where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar.

  Lord Byron

  Marriage, Beautiful, Lonely

• Hatred is the madness of the heart.

  Lord Byron

  Hate, Heart, Hatred

• In secret we met - In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? - With silence and tears

  Lord Byron

  Heart, Grieving, Years

  Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.383, Delphi Classics

• The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonised the whole — And, oh! that eye was in itself a Soul!

  Lord Byron

  Eye, Heart, Light

  'The Bride of Abydos' (1813) canto 1, st. 6

• What deep wounds ever closed without a scar? The hearts bleed longest, and heals but to wear That which disfigures it.

  Lord Byron

  Heart, Wounds And Scars, Deep Wounds

  George Gordon Byron, “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto Iii.”

• Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried.

  Lord Byron

  Heart

  Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.827, Delphi Classics

• The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still the master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone, Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth, While man, vain insect hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.

  Lord Byron

  Dog, Fall, Heart

  George Gordon Byron, “Epitaph To A Dog”

• The fact is that my wife if she had common sense would have more power over me than any other whatsoever, for my heart always alights upon the nearest perch.

  Lord Byron

  Heart, Power, Common Sense

• There is no passion, more spectral or fantastical than hate, not even its opposite, love, so peoples air, with phantoms, as this madness of the heart.

  Lord Byron

  Hate, Passion, Heart

  Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.1469, Delphi Classics

• So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.

  Lord Byron

  Heart, Clouds, Eagles

  George Gordon Byron, “English Bards And Scotch Reviewers: A Satire”

• You should have a softer pillow than my heart.

  Lord Byron

  Love, Heart, Should Have

  To his wife, who had rested her head on his breast, in E. C. Mayne (ed.) 'The Life and Letters of Anne Isabella, Lady Noel Byron' (1929) ch. 11

• There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men. A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell. But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell!

  Lord Byron

  Eye, Heart, Men

  Lord Byron (2013). “Byron: Selected Poetry and Prose”, p.347, Routledge

• Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal.

  Lord Byron

  Hope, Heart, Break

  Lord Byron (2015). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.7, Sheba Blake Publishing

• Egeria! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.

  Lord Byron

  Sweet, Heart, Creation

  Lord Byron, Lord George Gordon Byron (2013). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.166, Cambridge University Press

• Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart.

  Lord Byron

  Daughter, Heart, House

  Lord Byron, Lord George Gordon Byron (2013). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.81, Cambridge University Press

• Here's a sigh to those who love me,And a smile to those who hate;And, whatever sky's above me,Here's a heart for every fate.

  Lord Byron

  Hate, Heart, Fate

  Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.536, Delphi Classics

• Hearts will break - yet brokenly, live on.

  Lord Byron

  Inspirational, Friendship, Heart

  George Gordon Byron, “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage: A Romaunt. Canto Iii.”

• And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music... Speak to me!

  Lord Byron

  Love, Heart, Voice

  Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.1153, Delphi Classics

• No more we meet in yonder bowers Absence has made me prone to roving; But older, firmer hearts than ours, Have found monotony in loving.

  Lord Byron

  Heart, Roving, Absence

  Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.67, Delphi Classics

• You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?

  Lord Byron

  Heart, Keys

• So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart still be as loving, And the moon still be as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul outwears the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we'll go no more a-roving By the light of the moon.

  Lord Byron

  Heart, Moon, Night

  Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.533, Delphi Classics

• My heart in passion, and my head on rhymes.

  Lord Byron

  Passion, Heart, My Heart

  Lord Byron (2015). “Don Juan”, p.43, Sheba Blake Publishing

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