Quote #77
She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife.
More from Lord Byron
- Oh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried.
- The power of thought,-the magic of the mind!
- The fatal facility of the octosyllabic verse.
- Such hath it been - shall be - beneath the sun The many still must labour for the one!
- She was a form of life and light That seen, became a part of sight, And rose, where'er I turn'd mine eye, The morning-star of memory! Yes, …
- There was a laughing devil in his sneer.
- I die-but first I have possessed, And come what may, I have been blessed.
- Hope withering fled, and Mercy sighed farewell!