Childe Harold Quotes
No.	Quotation	Subject	Source
1	War, war is still the cry.--"war even to the knife!"	War	Childe Harold
2	The roar of waters!--from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice; The fall of waters! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss; The hell of waters! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture.	Waters	Childe Harold
3	Is it not better, then, to be alone. And love Earth only for its earthly sake? By the blue rushing of the arrowy Rhone Or the pure bosom of its nursing lake...?	Waters	Childe Harold
4	As winds come whispering lightly from the West, Kissing, not ruffling, the blue deep's serene.	Wind	Childe Harold
5	O Time! the beautifier of the dead, Adorner of the ruin, comforter And only healer when the heart hath bled-- Time! the corrector where our judgments err, The test of truth, love,--soul philosopher, For all besides are sophists, from thy thrift Which never loses though it doth defer-- Time, the avenger! unto thee I lift My hands, and eyes, and heart, and crave of thee a gift.	Time	Childe Harold
6	Yet Time, who changes all, had altered him In soul and aspect as in age; years steal Fire from the mind as vigor from the limb: And life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.	Time	Childe Harold
7	Ah! happy years! once more who would not be a boy!	School	Childe Harold
8	Or view the lord of the unerring bow, The god of life, and poesy, and light.-- The sun in human limbs arrayed, and brow All radiant from his triumph in the fight; The shaft hath just been shot,--the arrow bright With an immortal's vengeance; in his eye And nostril beautiful disdain, and might And majesty, flash their full lightnings by, Developing in that one glance the Deity. But in his delicate form--a dream of love, Shaped by some solitary nymph, whose breast Longed for a deathless lover from above, And maddened in that vision--are exprest All that ideal beauty ever blessed The mind within its most unearthly mood, When each conception was a heavenly guest, A ray of immortality, and stood, Starlike, around, until they gathered to a god!	Sculpture	Childe Harold
9	All heaven and earth are still,--though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most: And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep;-- All heaven and earth are still; * * * * * Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are _least_ alone.	Solitude	Childe Harold
10	Tis solitude should teach us how to die; It hath no flatterers: vanity can give No hollow aid; alone--man with his God must strive.	Solitude	Childe Harold

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