She was his life,
The ocean to the river of his thoughts,
Which terminated all.
Lord Byron on Women
1788–1824 England
22 quotes
In her first passion woman loves her lover,
In all the others all she loves is love.
There is a tide in the affairs of women,
Which, taken at the flood, leads—God knows where.
Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes,
Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.
And whether coldness, pride, or virtue dignify
A woman, so she's good, what does it signify?
Alas! the love of women! it is known
To be a lovely and a fearful thing!
What say you to such a supper with such a woman?
Soft as the memory of buried love,
Pure as the prayer which childhood wafts above.
A lady with her daughters or her nieces
Shine like a guinea and seven-shilling pieces.
Let us have wine and woman, mirth and laughter,
Sermons and soda-water the day after.
I've seen your stormy seas and stormy women,
And pity lovers rather more than seamen.
Go—let thy less than woman's hand
Assume the distaff—not the brand.
Believe a woman or an epitaph,
Or any other thing that's false.
A lady of a 'certain age', which means
Certainly aged.
Sweet is revenge—especially to women.
But—Oh! ye lords of ladies intellectual,
Inform us truly, have they not hen-peck'd you all?
Yet even her tyranny had such a grace,
The women pardoned all, except her face.
Her stature tall—I hate a dumpy woman.
Attribution
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