Quote #42

What's drinking? A mere pause from thinking!

More from Lord Byron

  1. Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe; Like other charmers, wooing the caress More dazzlingly…
  2. My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of Love are gone; The worm - the canker, and the grief Are mine alone!
  3. Sublime tobacco! which from east to west Cheers the tar's labor or the Turkman's rest.
  4. Seek out - less often sought than found - A Soldier's Grave, for thee the best; Then look around and choose thy Ground, And take thy Rest.
  5. He seems To have seen better days, as who has not Who has seen yesterday?
  6. I awoke one morning and found myself famous.
  7. Who killed John Keats? 'I,' says the Quarterly, So savage and Tartarly; ''Twas one of my feats.'
  8. Hands promiscuously applied, Round the slight waist, or down the glowing side.

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