Quote #20
There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me.
More from Lord Byron
- A light broke in upon my brain, - It was the carol of a bird; It ceased, and then it came again, The sweetest song ear ever heard.
- There 's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
- Oh, God! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood.
- I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
- My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears.
- Though the day of my Destiny's over, And the star of my Fate hath declined, Thy soft heart refused to discover The faults which so many cou…
- Fare thee well! and if forever, Still forever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never 'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel.
- In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spir…