
GEORGE
GORDON BYRON (LORD BYRON)
22 Jan 1788 - 19 Apr 1824

Scotch-English
poet and playwright, as well known in his day for his writing
as he was for his decadent personal life (which included such
things as incest, bisexuality, debts, separation from his
first wife, and various love affairs).
Byron "created the concept of the 'Byronic hero,' a defiant,
melancholy young man, brooding on some mysterious, unforgivable
event in his past" (The
Literature Network).
Byron was born with a clubfoot, a deformity about which he
was extremely sensitive. He inherited his uncle's title and
fortune at age 10, and traveled to England. There, he managed
to pile up considerable debts and have an alleged affair with
his half-sister. Amidst mounting displeasure with his actions,
Byron left England in 1816, never to return.
He traveled to Geneva, wrote a bit, moved to Italy for two
years, wrote a bit more, and then went off to Greece to fight
in the Greek War of Independence, where he contracted a fever
and died before seeing any serious action. His body was returned
to England, but the deans of St. Paul's and Westminster refused
to inter him. He is buried in the family vault at Hucknall
Torkard, near Newstead Abbey in Nottingham. |
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QUOTES
BY LORD BYRON
Key: "Quote" [relevant subjects] | [source issue] | original
source
"No words suffice the secret soul to show,
For truth denies all eloquence to woe."
[eloquence,
honesty] | [1.12]
| from The Corsair
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