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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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George Gordon Noel Byron, Lord Byron. (1788–1824) (continued)
    Yet in my lineaments they trace
Some features of my father’s face.
          Parisina. Stanza 13.
    Fare thee well! and if forever,
  Still forever fare thee well.
          Fare thee well.
    Born in the garret, in the kitchen bred. 1
          A Sketch.
    In the desert a fountain is springing,
  In the wide waste there still is a tree,
And a bird in the solitude singing,
  Which speaks to my spirit of thee.
          Stanzas to Augusta.
    The careful pilot of my proper woe.
          Epistle to Augusta. Stanza 3.
    When all of genius which can perish dies.
          Monody on the Death of Sheridan. Line 22.
    Folly loves the martyrdom of fame.
          Monody on the Death of Sheridan. Line 68.
    Who track the steps of glory to the grave.
          Monody on the Death of Sheridan. Line 74.
    Sighing that Nature form’d but one such man,
And broke the die, in moulding Sheridan. 2
          Monody on the Death of Sheridan. Line 117.
    O God! it is a fearful thing
To see the human soul take wing
In any shape, in any mood.
          Prisoner of Chillon. Stanza 8.
    And both were young, and one was beautiful.
          The Dream. Stanza 2.
    And to his eye
There was but one beloved face on earth,
And that was shining on him.
          The Dream. Stanza 2.
Note 1.
See Congreve, Quotation 7. [back]
Note 2.
Natura il fece, e poi ruppe la stampa (Nature made him, and then broke the mould).—Ariosto: Orlando Furioso, canto x. stanza 84.

The idea that Nature lost the perfect mould has been a favorite one with all song-writers and poets, and is found in the literature of all European nations.—Book of English Songs, p. 28. [back]