Author:
Lord Byron
Download HD
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold / And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold, / And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea / When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Explore More Quotes by Lord Byron
The lapse of ages changes all things - time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky, and every thing "about around and underneath" man, except man himself.
Maidens like moths are ever caught by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.
Absence - that common cure of love.
For truth is always strange, stranger than fiction.
