Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.

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Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore.

Lord Byron

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The great object of life is Sensation – to feel that we exist – even though in pain – it is this “craving void” which drives us to gaming – to battle – to travel – to intemperate but keenly felt pursuits of every description whose principal attraction is the agitation inseparable from their accomplishment.

LORD BYRON

The great object of life is Sensation – to feel that we exist – even though in pain – it is this “craving void” which drives us to gaming – to battle – to travel – to intemperate but keenly felt pursuits of every description whose principal attraction is the agitation inseparable from their accomplishment.
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Drive Even Feel Object Sensation Though Void
Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.

LORD BYRON

Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
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Abyss Bliss Into Know
There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
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Doubt Everything Nothing Off Pagan Shake Something
They used to say that knowledge is power. I used to think so, but I know now they mean money.

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They used to say that knowledge is power. I used to think so, but I know now they mean money.
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Mean Now Say Think Use
Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

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Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
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May Often Susbside
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.

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.
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Ages All Around Bound Every Language Skym Star Thing
Why I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire – in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?

LORD BYRON

Why I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire – in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?
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Came Infinity Inquire Know Living Midst Myriad Shall Star System Useless
Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, sermons and soda water the day after.

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Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, sermons and soda water the day after.
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After Day Mirth Sermon Soda
It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.

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It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.
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Belive might Tell Useless Wake Well
I am not now That which I have been.

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I am not now That which I have been.
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Been Now Thought Which
Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.

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Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
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Misanthrope Them
And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music… Speak to me!

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And I would hear yet once before I perish The voice which was my music… Speak to me!
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Before Once Perish
The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden? Is your course measur’d for ye? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion,–at which my soul aches to think,– Intoxicated with eternity.

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The leaves along the limpid streams of Eden? Is your course measur’d for ye? Or do ye Sweep on in your unbounded revelry Through an aerial universe of endless Expansion,–at which my soul aches to think,– Intoxicated with eternity.
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Ache Along Eternity Leave Limpid Reviry Think Unbound
What should I have known or written had I been a quiet, mercantile politician or a lord in waiting? A man must travel, and turmoil, or there is no existence.
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Been Known Mercantile Politician Written
You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?
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Gave Knock Make
I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
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Doubt Everything Nothing

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