John Byrom Sayings
(1 - 10 of 36)He makes a solitude, and calls it peace.
He makes a solitude, and calls it peace.
Give me the soft sigh, whilst the soul-telling eye
Is dimm'd for a time with a tear.
Give me the soft sigh, whilst the soul-telling eye
Is dimm'd for a time with a tear.
I tell the tale as it was told to me.
I tell the tale as it was told to me.
For without transformation
Men become wolves on every slight occasion.
For without transformation
Men become wolves on every slight occasion.
Ah, happy years, once more who would not be a boy!
Ah, happy years, once more who would not be a boy!
For over-warmth, if false, is worse than truth.
For over-warmth, if false, is worse than truth.
Gaming gains a loss.
Gaming gains a loss.
His tact, too, temper'd him from grave to gay,
And taught him when to be reserved or free.
His tact, too, temper'd him from grave to gay,
And taught him when to be reserved or free.
Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eye
We late saw streaming o'er.
Fresh feres will dry the bright blue eye
We late saw streaming o'er.
Laughter
Leaves us doubly serious shortly after.
Laughter
Leaves us doubly serious shortly after.
