Lord Byron, born as George Gordon in 1788 in Aberdeen, Scotland, was a leading figure in the Romantic movement and remains one of the most celebrated English-language poets. He inherited his baronial title at the age of ten. Despite facing early challenges, including a club foot and family abandonment, he attended Trinity College, Cambridge, where he began his literary career with works like ‘Hours of Idleness.’
By his early twenties, Byron had gained some fame but was also burdened by debt. In 1816, amidst personal turmoil, he relocated to Italy. There, he became involved in the Greek fight for independence and continued his literary work, including the unfinished ‘Don Juan.’
‘She Walks in Beauty’ by Lord Byron glorifies the atypical beauty of a woman whom the speaker lovingly adores.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
This short, sixteen-line poem by Lord Byron was intended to be set to music and explores the theme of intense, perhaps transcendent, love. The gender of the beloved is left ambiguous, sparking scholarly debate.
There be none of Beauty's daughters
With a magic like thee;
And like music on the waters
Is thy sweet voice to me:
‘Thou Whose Spell Can Raise the Dead’ by Lord Byron is a narrative poem told by the prophet Samuel, detailing the grim fate of King Saul and his sons.
Thou whose spell can raise the dead,
Bid the prophet's form appear.
"Samuel, raise thy buried head!
"King, behold the phantom seer!"
‘When We Two Parted’ by Byron explores the emotional aftermath of lost love, likely inspired by Lady Frances Wedderburn Webster.
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
‘Darkness’ by Lord Byron is a foreboding poem that predicts haunting consequences for humanity in the rapidly changing modern world.
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
‘Apostrophe to the Ocean’ by Lord Byron is an excerpt from Byron’s long, epic poem ‘Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage.’ The excerpt includes seven stanzas from the poem, starting with stanza CLXXVIII, or 178, and ending with stanza 184.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
‘Oh! Snatch’s Away in Beauty’s Bloom’ by Lord Byron is a beautiful poem about grief and the importance of expressing such emotions as a means of catharsis.
Oh! snatched away in beauty’s bloom,
On thee shall press no ponderous tomb;
But on thy turf shall roses rear
Their leaves, the earliest of ' the year;
‘Lines Inscribed Upon a Cup Formed From a Skull’ was written in 1808 and expresses Byron’s disdainful thoughts surrounding death.
Start not—nor deem my spirit fled:
In me behold the only skull
From which, unlike a living head,
Whatever flows is never dull.
‘Prometheus’ by Lord Byron is a heart-warming ode to Prometheus for his selflessness and service to humanity.
Titan! to whose immortal eyes
The sufferings of mortality,
Seen in their sad reality,
Were not as things that gods despise;
What was thy pity's recompense?
‘On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth Year’ by Lord Byron reflects on the poet’s passionate life and his desire for an honorable end, filled with themes of glory and heroism.
Seek out—less often sought than found—
A soldier's grave, for thee the best;
Then look around, and choose thy ground,
And take thy Rest.
‘Solitude’ describes how a person can feel content and supported in nature, yet isolated and alone when surrounded by other people.
To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell,
To slowly trace the forest's shady scene,
Where things that own not man's dominion dwell,
And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been;
‘So We’ll Go No More a Roving’ is one of Lord Byron’s best works, delving into the emotional toll of aging and the waning of youthful vigor.
So, we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
‘A Very Mournful Ballad on The Siege And Conquest Of Alhama’ is a poem that looks at how war can affect ordinary people.
The Moorish King rides up and down.
Through Granada's royal town:
From Elvira's gates to those
Of Bivarambla on he goes.
Woe is me, Alhama!
Byron’s ‘Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage’ muses on the force of nature and the insignificance of humans, embodying transformation and the sublime.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
‘Epitaph to a Dog’ by Lord Byron is also known as ‘Inscription on the Monument to a Newfoundland Dog.’ It was written in 1808 after the poet’s dog Boatswain died of rabies.
When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth,
Unknown to Glory but upheld by Birth,
The sculptor's art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rests below: