Oh, God! it is a fearful thing
To see the human soul take wing
In any shape, in any mood.
Lord Byron on Death
1788–1824 England
10 quotes
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep,
And yet a third of life is pass'd in sleep.
Heaven gives its favourites — early death.
Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown.
Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.
Ah! surely nothing dies but something mourns!
The love where Death has set his seal,
Nor age can chill, nor rival steal,
Nor falsehood disavow.
And Thou Art Dead as Young and Fair (1812)
"Whom the gods love die young," was said of yore.
Down to the dust! — and, as thou rott'st away,
Even worms shall perish on thy poisonous clay.
The Giaour (1813)
Attribution
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