George Gordon Byron Zitate seite 6

„Das Herz wird brechen, aber gebrochen weiterleben.“

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„Der große Gegenstand des Lebens ist die Empfindung, dass wir existieren, obwohl wir Schmerzen haben.“

„Freundschaft ist Liebe ohne Flügel.“

„Diejenigen, die nicht argumentieren werden, sind Bigots, die nicht argumentieren können, sind Dummköpfe, und die, die es nicht wagen, sind Sklaven.“

„Freundschaft kann, und das tut sie häufig, zu Liebe heranwachsen, aber Liebe wird nie zu Freundschaft abflauen.“

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„Laßt uns Wein und Frauen, Heiterkeit und Gelächter genießen, Predigten und Sodawasser am Tag danach.“

George Gordon Byron Zitate und Sprüche

„Was ist Demokratie — eine Aristokratie von Lumpengesindel.“

Don Juan, 2. Gesang CLXXVIII
Original engl.: "Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, // Sermons and soda-water the day after."

„Die Jugend welkt, die Liebe macht verdrossen, // Langweilig werden Freund und Parasiten, // Geld bleibt ein Kleinod, das wir gern gewönnen, // Auch wenn wir gar nicht mehr missbrauchen können.“

Brief vom 1. Mai 1821
Original engl.: "what is […] democracy? — an Aristocracy of Blackguards."

„Wer Freude genießen will, muss sie teilen. Das Glück wurde als Zwilling geboren.“

Don Juan, 13. Gesang C
Original engl.: "Youth fades, and leaves our days no longer sunny; // We tire of mistresses and parasites; // But oh, ambrosial cash! Ah! who would lose thee? // When we no more can use, or even abuse thee!"

„Welche tiefen Wunden sind jemals ohne Narbe verheilt?“

Don Juan, 2. Gesang CLXXII
Original engl.: "all who joy would win // Must share it, — Happiness was born a twin."

„Denn der Engel des Tod's kam mit Sturmesgewalt, // und blies auf die Feinde verderblich und kalt. // Und es ward nicht der schlafenden Augen mehr wach, // und es hob sich noch einmal ihr Herz und es brach.“

George Gordon Byron The Destruction of Sennacherib

Die Niederlage des Sanherib (The Destruction of Sennacherib) II
Original engl.: "For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, // And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd, // And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, // And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!"

„Der Freiheit Kampf, einmal begonnen, // Vom Vater blutend auf den Sohn vererbt, // Wird immer, wenn auch schwer, gewonnen.“

George Gordon Byron Der Gjaur

Der Giaur (The Giaour)
Original engl.: "For Freedom's battle once begun, // Bequeathed by bleeding Sire to Son, // Though baffled oft is ever won."

„Gleichgültigkeit bringt wenigstens kein Leid, // Und Enthusiasmus wird in feinen Kreisen // Einfach Betrunkenheit der Seele heißen.“

„Indes des Lebens dünner Zwirn verschleißt, // Der Erbe lauert, und die Gicht uns beißt.“

Don Juan, 13. Gesang XXXV
Original engl.: "Indifference certes don't produce distress; // And rash enthusiasm in good society // Were nothing but a moral inebriety."

„In Venedig ist Tassos Echo bereits verhallt // Und stumm rudert der liedlose Gondoliere.“

Don Juan, 13. Gesang XL
Original engl.: "while life's thin thread's spun out // Between the gaping heir and gnawing gout"

„Nun sollte ich schlafen gehen. Gute Nacht.“

aus Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Übersetzung: Nino Barbieri. <br class="br">Original engl.: "In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, // And silent rows the songless gondolier."), Poets http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16149 (Stand 17/08

„Was geschrieben ist, ist geschrieben!“

Letzte Worte, 19. April 1824, The Works of Lord Byron: Embracing His Suppressed Poems, and a Sketch of His Life, Phillips, Sampson and company, S. 13
Original engl.: "Now I shall go to sleep. Goodnight."

George Gordon Byron Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage

Childe Harold

„Wie Motten lockt der Glanz die Mädchen an.“

George Gordon Byron Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage

Childe Harolds Pilgerfahrt (Childe Harold's Pilgrimage), 1. Gesang 9
Original engl.: "Maidens, like moths, are ever caughty by glare"

„Ganz bös ist keiner. Lebenskeimend blieb / in seinem Herzen noch ein sanftrer Trieb.“

„Ich habe ein großes Interesse daran, an das Christentum zu glauben, nur weil ich Lust habe, mir vorzustellen, ich könnte verdammt sein.“

„Warum nennen sie mich Misanthrop? Weil sie mich hassen, nicht ich sie.“

„In ihrer ersten Leidenschaft liebt eine Frau ihren Geliebten, in allen anderen ist alles, was sie liebt, Liebe.“

„Ich erwachte eines Morgens und fand mich berühmt.“

„Außerdem riechen sie immer nach Brot und Butter.“

“O Mirth and Innocence! O milk and water!
Ye happy mixtures of more happy days.”

George Gordon Byron: Zitate auf Englisch

“"Bring forth the horse!" — the horse was brought;
In truth, he was a noble steed,
A Tartar of the Ukraine breed,
Who look'd as though the speed of thought
Were in his limbs.”

Stanza 80.
Beppo (1818)

“The "good old times" — all times when old are good —
Are gone.”

Mazeppa http://readytogoebooks.com/MZP21.htm (1819), stanza 9.

“I live,
But live to die: and, living, see no thing
To make death hateful, save an innate clinging,
A loathsome and yet all invincible
Instinct of life, which I abhor, as I
Despise myself, yet cannot overcome—
And so I live. Would I had never lived!”

St. 1.
The Age of Bronze (1823)

“Besides, they always smell of bread and butter.”

George Gordon Byron buch Cain

Cain (1821), Act I, sc. i.

“My best! my last friends!
Let's not unman each other: part at once:
All farewells should be sudden, when for ever,
Else they make an eternity of moments,
And clog the last sad sands of life with tears.
Hence, and be happy: trust me, I am not
Now to be pitied; or far more for what
Is past than present; — for the future, 'tis
In the hands of the deities, if such
There be: I shall know soon. Farewell — Farewell.”

Stanza 39.
Beppo (1818)

“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.”

George Gordon Byron Sardanapalus

Act V
Sardanapalus (1821)

“Oh, God! it is a fearful thing
To see the human soul take wing
In any shape, in any mood.”

Stanzas to Augusta (1816), reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

“Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto,
Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.”

George Gordon Byron The Prisoner of Chillon

The Prisoner of Chillon, st. 8.

“For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.”

Stanza 32.
Beppo (1818)

“And if we do but watch the hour,
There never yet was human power
Which could evade, if unforgiven,
The patient search and vigil long
Of him who treasures up a wrong.”

St. 2.
So, We'll Go No More A-Roving (1817)

“A light broke in upon my brain, —
It was the carol of a bird;
It ceased, and then it came again,
The sweetest song ear ever heard.”

Mazeppa (1819), stanza 10.

“Who killed John Keats?
"I," says the Quarterly,
So savage and Tartarly;
"'Twas one of my feats."”

George Gordon Byron The Prisoner of Chillon

The Prisoner of Chillon, st. 10.

“For freedom's battle, once begun,
Bequeath'd by bleeding sire to son,
Though baffled oft, is ever won.”

John Keats (c. 1821).

“How my soul hates This language,
Which makes life itself a lie,
Flattering dust with eternity.”

George Gordon Byron Der Gjaur

Quelle: The Giaour (1813), Line 123.

“Though the day of my Destiny's over,
And the star of my Fate hath declined,
Thy soft heart refused to discover
The faults which so many could find.”

George Gordon Byron Sardanapalus

Act I, scene 2.
Sardanapalus (1821)

“[Armenian] is a rich language, however, and would amply repay any one the trouble of learning it.”

Stanzas to Augusta http://readytogoebooks.com/LB-Augusta2.html, st. 1 (1816).

“It would be difficult, perhaps, to find the annals of a nation less stained with crimes than those of the Armenians, whose virtues have been those of peace, and their vices those of compulsion. But whatever may have been their destiny — and it has been bitter — whatever it may be in future, their country must ever be one of the most interesting on the globe.”

"To Mr. Moore", From the Letters of Lord Byron, 5 December 1816, p. 12.
Lord Byron's Armenian Exercises and Poetry (1870)

“Such hath it been — shall be — beneath the sun
The many still must labour for the one!”

From the Letters of Lord Byron (2 January 1817), p. 6.
Lord Byron's Armenian Exercises and Poetry (1870)

“The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,
When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.”

Canto I, stanza 8.
The Corsair (1814)

“He seems
To have seen better days, as who has not
Who has seen yesterday?”

George Gordon Byron buch Hebrew Melodies

The Destruction of Sennacherib http://englishhistory.net/byron/poems/destruct.html, st. 1. <br class="br">Hebrew Melodies (1815)

“There be none of Beauty's daughters
With a magic like thee;
And like music on the waters
Is thy sweet voice to me.”

Werner, Act I, sc. i (1822).

“A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.”

Stanzas for Music http://readytogoebooks.com/LB-StanzM-beautysd.htm, st. 1 (1816).

“Hands promiscuously applied,
Round the slight waist, or down the glowing side.”

George Gordon Byron The Dream

Stanza 3.
The Dream (1816)

“When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home,
Let him combat for that of his neighbours;
Let him think of the glories of Greece and of Rome
And get knock'd on the head for his labours.
To do good to mankind is the chivalrous plan,
And is always as nobly requited;
Then battle for freedom wherever you can.
And, if not shot or hang'd, you'll get knighted.”

The Waltz, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

“Mark! where his carnage and his conquests cease!
He makes a solitude, and calls it — peace!”

Letter to Thomas Moore, 5 November 1820 http://books.google.com/books?id=K-s_AAAAYAAJ&q=%22When+a+man+hath+no+freedom+to+fight+for+at+home+Let+him+combat+for+that+of+his+neighbours+Let+him+think+of+the+glories+of+Greece+and+of+Rome+And+get+knock'd+on+the+head+for+his+labours+To+do+good+to+mankind+is+the+chivalrous+plan+And+is+always+as+nobly+requited+Then+battle+for+freedom+wherever+you+can+And+if+not+shot+or+hang'd+you+'ll+get+knighted%22&pg=PA377#v=onepage

“Hope withering fled, and Mercy sighed farewell!”

George Gordon Byron buch The Bride of Abydos

Canto II, stanza 20. Here Byron is using an adaptation of a quote from Agricola by the Roman historian Tacitus (c. 30). The original words in the text are Auferre, trucidare, rapere, falsis nominibus imperium; atque, ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant (To robbery, slaighter, plunder, they give the lying name of empire; they make a wilderness, and call it peace). This has also been reported as Solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant (They make solitude, which they call peace).
The Bride of Abydos (1813)

“By all that's good and glorious.”

Canto I, stanza 9.
The Corsair (1814)

“There 's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.”

George Gordon Byron Sardanapalus

Act I, scene 2.
Sardanapalus (1821)