George Gordon Noel Byron

Such is the aspect of this shore;
'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more!
So coldly sweet, read more

Such is the aspect of this shore;
'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more!
So coldly sweet, so deadly fair,
We start, for soul is wanting there.

His speech was a fine sample, on the whole,
Of rhetoric, which the learn'd call "rigmarole."

His speech was a fine sample, on the whole,
Of rhetoric, which the learn'd call "rigmarole."

Yet still there whispers the small voice within,
Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din;
Whatever read more

Yet still there whispers the small voice within,
Heard through Gain's silence, and o'er Glory's din;
Whatever creed be taught or land be trod,
Man's conscience is the oracle of God.

Modesty is the only sure bait when you are fishing for praise.

Modesty is the only sure bait when you are fishing for praise.

When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall;
And when Rome falls--the World.

When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall;
And when Rome falls--the World.