I doubt sometimes whether a quiet and unagitated life would have suited me - yet I sometimes long for it.
Lord ByronA sort of hostile transaction, very necessary to keep the world going, but by no means a sinecure to the parties concerned.
Lord ByronThe mellow autumn came, and with it came The promised party, to enjoy its sweets. The corn is cut, the manor full of game; The pointer ranges, and the sportsman beats In russet jacket;--lynx-like is his aim; Full grows his bag, and wonderful his feats. An, nutbrown partridges! An, brilliant pheasants! And ah, ye poachers!--'Tis no sport for peasants.
Lord Byron