About Lord Byron
'T is strange,—but true; for Truth is always strange— Stranger than fiction: if it could be told, How much would novels gain by the exchange!
Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'T is a Woman's whole existence
I want a hero: an uncommon want, When every year and month sends forth a new one
And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'T is that I may not weep
The mountains look on Marathon— And Marathon looks on the sea; And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free
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