Quote#Death
He who hath bent him o'er the dead
Quote byLord Byron · 1788–1824
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Giaour (1813), Line 68..
English (original)
He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled,— The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, Before decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers.
— Lord Byron
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When we two parted In silence and tears, Half brokenhearted, To sever for years.
I only know we loved in vain; I only feel — farewell! farewell!
Farewell! if ever fondest prayer For other's weal avail'd on high, Mine will not all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky.
When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past— For years fleet away with the wings of the dove— The dearest remembrance will still be the last, Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love.
Because He is all-powerful, must all-good, too, follow? I judge but by the fruits—and they are bitter— Which I must feed on for a fault not mine.
In secret we met In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years,