“ Who falls from all he knows of bliss,Cares little into what abyss. ”
Lord Byron, The Giaour (1813). copy citation
| Author | Lord Byron |
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| Source | The Giaour |
| Topic | recklessness abyss |
| Date | 1813 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/The_Giaour |
Context
“No more with sorrow meekly cope; In phrensy then their fate accuse; In madness do those fearful deeds That seem to add but guilt to woe?
Alas! the breast that inly bleeds
Hath nought to dread from outward blow; Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
Fierce as the gloomy vulture's now To thee, old man, my deeds appear: I read abhorrence on thy brow, And this too was I born to bear!
'Tis true, that, like that bird of prey, With havock have I marked my way:” source
Alas! the breast that inly bleeds
Hath nought to dread from outward blow; Who falls from all he knows of bliss, Cares little into what abyss.
Fierce as the gloomy vulture's now To thee, old man, my deeds appear: I read abhorrence on thy brow, And this too was I born to bear!
'Tis true, that, like that bird of prey, With havock have I marked my way:” source
