Lord Byron Quotes About Water

Quotes about: Water

• Till taught by pain, men know not water's worth.

  Lord Byron

  Pain, Health, Men

• Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, sermons and soda water the day after.

  Lord Byron

  Laughter, Drinking, Food

  'Don Juan' (1819-24) canto 2, st. 178

• And gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.

  Lord Byron

  Lonely, Wind, Lyric Poetry

  Lord Byron (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Lord Byron (Illustrated)”, p.948, Delphi Classics

• It is true from early habit, one must make love mechanically as one swims; I was once very fond of both, but now as I never swim unless I tumble into the water, I don't make love till almost obliged.

  Lord Byron

  Love, Sex, Water

• I can't but say it is an awkward sight To see one's native land receding through The growing waters; it unmans one quite, Especially when life is rather new.

  Lord Byron

  Country, Sight, Land

  LORD BYRON (1875). “DON JUAN”, p.43

• Oh, Mirth and Innocence! Oh, Milk and Water! Ye happy mixture of more happy days!

  Lord Byron

  Happiness, Water, Mixtures

  Lord Byron, Donald A. Low (2013). “Byron: Selected Poetry and Prose”, p.100, Routledge

• Let us have wine and woman, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda water the day after. Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; The best of life is but intoxication: Glory, the grape, love, gold, in these are sunk The hopes of all men, and of every nation; Without their sap, how branchless were the trunk Of life's strange tree, so fruitful on occasion: But to return--Get very drunk; and when You wake with head-ache, you shall see what then.

  Lord Byron

  Laughter, Wine, Men

  'Don Juan' (1819-24) canto 2, st. 179

• Twas twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters; like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail.

  Lord Byron

  Hate, Twilight, Water

  George Gordon Byron, “Don Juan: Canto The Second”

• The castled crag of Drachenfels, Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine.

  Lord Byron

  Wall, Wine, Cities

  Lord Byron, Lord George Gordon Byron (2013). “Childe Harold's Pilgrimage”, p.99, Cambridge University Press

• And the small ripple spilt upon the beach Scarcely o'erpass'd the cream of your champagne, When o'er the brim the sparkling bumpers reach, That spring-dew of the spirit! the heart's rain! Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please,—the more because they preach in vain,— Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda-water the day after.

  Lord Byron

  Beach, Laughter, Spring

  Lord Byron (2013). “Don Juan”, p.83, Simon and Schuster

• Once more upon the waters! yet once more!
  And the waves bound beneath me as a steed
  That knows his rider.

  Lord Byron

  Ocean, Sea, Water

  'Childe Harold's Pilgrimage' (1812-18) canto 3, st. 2

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