There is something to me very softening in the presence of a woman, some strange influence, even if one is not in love with them, which I cannot at all account for, having no very high opinion of the sex. But yet, I always feel in better humor with myself and every thing else, if there is a woman within ken.
Lord ByronFair Greece! sad relic of departed worth! Immortal, though no more! though fallen, great!
Lord ByronAnd the small ripple spilt upon the beach Scarcely o'erpass'd the cream of your champagne, When o'er the brim the sparkling bumpers reach, That spring-dew of the spirit! the heart's rain! Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please,โthe more because they preach in vain,โ Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda-water the day after.
Lord Byron