Lord Byron Quotes on Mental health
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Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life, The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray!
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Hark! to the hurried question of despair: 'Where is my child?'-an echo answers, 'Where?'
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The keenest pangs the wretched find Are rapture to the dreary void, The leafless desert of the mind, The waste of feelings unemployed.