#george byron

[kaleb-is-definitely-sane]

"You're 17, what are you going to do with your life?" I'm gonna write poetry in my room, try to get published, kill myself with arsenic, and be worshipped like some kind of Romantic Messiah a hundred years later when a bunch of high and alcoholic teenagers start a cult around me.

[lunamarish]

Perché la spada consuma il fodero, / e l’anima il petto, / e il cuore deve prender fiato, / e l’amore anche ha bisogno di riposo.

George Gordon Byron

[si-monik-7]

Czym w końcu jest kłamstwo?

Prawdą w masce.

[canesenzafissadimora]

Tutte le tragedie finiscono con la morte, tutte le commedie con un matrimonio.

[kiki-de-la-petite-flaque]

George Byron, Tr. Franco Buffoni, Così, più non andremo

[sarnie-for-varney]

"You cannot resist hurting him."

...

"People like Polidori live for such treatment... and would die for want of it."

- Alice Krige (Mary Shelley) and Phillip Anglim (Lord Byron) in Haunted Summer (1988)

[letterboxd-loggd]

Gold Dust Gertie (1931) Lloyd Bacon

October 13th 2024

[ukdamo]

Farewell To Malta

George Byron

Adieu, ye joys of La Valette! Adieu, sirocco, sun, and sweat! Adieu, thou palace rarely enter’d! Adieu, ye mansions where I’ve ventured! Adieu, ye cursed streets of stairs! (How surely he who mounts you swears!) Adieu, ye merchants often failing! Adieu, thou mob for ever railing! Adieu, ye packets without letters! Adieu, ye fools who ape your betters! Adieu, thou damned’st quarantine, That gave me fever, and the spleen! Adieu, that stage which makes us yawn, Sirs, Adieu, his Excellency’s dancers! Adieu to Peter–whom no fault’s in, But could not teach a colonel waltzing; Adieu, ye females fraught with graces! Adieu, red coats, and redder faces! Adieu, the supercilious air Of all that strut ‘en militaire’! I go–but God knows when, or why, To smoky towns and cloudy sky, To things (the honest truth to say) As bad–but in a different way.

Farewell to these, but not adieu, Triumphant sons of truest blue! While either Adriatic shore, And fallen chiefs, and fleets no more, And nightly smiles, and daily dinners, Proclaim you war and woman’s winners. Pardon my Muse, who apt to prate is, And take my rhyme–because ’tis ‘gratis.’

And now I’ve got to Mrs. Fraser, Perhaps you think I mean to praise her­ And were I vain enough to think My praise was worth this drop of ink, A line–or two–were no hard matter, As here, indeed, I need not flatter: But she must be content to shine In better praises than in mine, With lively air, and open heart, And fashion’s ease, without its art; Her hours can gaily glide along, Nor ask the aid of idle song.

And now, O Malta! since thou’st got us, Thou little military hothouse! I’ll not offend with words uncivil, And wish thee rudely at the Devil, But only stare from out my casement, And ask, for what is such a place meant? Then, in my solitary nook, Return to scribbling, or a book, Or take my physic while I’m able (Two spoonfuls hourly by the label), Prefer my nightcap to my beaver, And bless the gods I’ve got a fever.

May 26, 1811.

[luminouslumity]

The Messy Life of Chaos Bisexual Lord Byron

Lord Byron has been dead for two hundred slutty, slutty years!

[belle-keys]

manwhore. bisexual. incest. eating disorder. poet. cheater. aristocrat. bipolar. celebrity. single dad of bastards. died in a war.

lord byron, you are my dream.

[atomic-chronoscaph]

The Road Warrior (1981)

[humanoidhistory]

The War of the Worlds opened on this day in 1953.

[perfectfeelings]

Friendship is love without his wings.

Lord George Gordon Byron

[canesenzafissadimora]

Eppoi vi furon sospiri, tanto più profondi perché repressi, e occhiate furtive, tanto più dolci perché furate;e rossori cocenti, sebbene non vi fosse peccato!

[vesseloftherevolution]

So, for George IV's coronation, it's a (hopefully) well known fact that he made everyone dress up in mock Tudor clothing, which is frankly hilarious due to how badly wrong they got it. And some of you may know that there's a glorious picture of the Duke of Wellington wearing said costume:

Poor Wellington... he looks so cross.

Now. I have been reading Fiona MacCarthy's biography of Byron, and it decided to punch me with an unexpected paragraph this evening:

We could have had LORD BYRON wandering around in Mock Tudor, which he'd love. And moreover, we could have had this as the one time Byron and Wellington met.

[shiro-s2e2-erukinzu]

Anime only watchers and people who aren't caught up with the Manga, BEWARE... Cuz I'm about to discuss Spy X Family Mission 107... You have been warned...! 👌

[SPOILERS AHEAD FROM THIS POINT ON]

OH MY GOODNESS! 😱 THE ENDING OF THIS CHAPTER, DUDE!!! 😵

For what seemed like just a fun little chapter, learned quite a bit of things and possibly a hint to a major reveal...!! 😲 So let's talk about it, shall we...? 😁

In today's chapter, we are back with the Forgers this time around, but this time... WE AT THE ANNUAL SHEEP FESTIVAL!!! 🐑😆

But in actuality, Twilight only brought the family here because the Lady Patriots Society were the ones to put this festival together, which means... Plan C, a.k.a. The Mommy Friendship Scheme is what Twilight is hoping to progress...!! 👌😌 But of course, that only makes Anya think about THIS:

ANYA, YOU ABSOLUTE NUTTY GIRL!!! 🤣🤣🤣

Never change Anya, never change...!! 👌😌

After Anya's tomfoolery, we see that Damian, Ewen and Emile are with Jeeves and the other butlers are also at the festival...!! 😄:

But they aren't the only ones to show up at this festival of sheeps... 😁 In fact, we get to see the Blackbells (now including Becky's mom 😆), the Watkins (Bill's dad is officially in the manga now 😎) and the Gloomans (though, we've already seen George's dad 😅); and of course, Twilight goes "Straight To Work" as Anya's puts it...!! 👌😌

Not to mention, we also learn the names of Becky's, Bill's and George's dads' names!! 😆 (Byron Blackbell, Wesley Watkins, and Dennis Glooman to be exact...!! 😁)

After that, some people start recognizing Anya, Damian and Becky (and most likely Bill as well) for their brave and heroic actions all the way back in the Hijacking arc...!! 😄

While Twilight on the other hand is loosing his mind over how much information he could possibly get these people as well...!! 🕵 (Oh Twilight... Always thinking of his spy work... 👌😌)

Soon after that, Damian challenges Anya to a game of ring toss and says that if she loses, he wants her to leave the festival. And so, the game was on...!! 😄

I really love this image of the Eden kids just having fun, it truly warms my heart...! 🤗 (even if Damian got hit in the face thanks to Anya...! 😌)

While the kids are still competing with each other, Jeeves starts talking about his hopes for the children...:

Then, we see Twilight look towards Anya and say this in his head...:

This definitely makes me think that Twilight is feeling more and more guilty for using Anya for his mission... 😔

After that, Damian wins the ring toss and tells Anya that she has leave now...! Buuut, she starts crying and Damian changes his mind about making her leave, which makes Anya (and Twilight) happy...!! 😄 Then, Becky suggests that her and Anya should go to this hall of clairvoyants, where Becky mentions that the clairvoyants could probably tell how compatible someone is with their lover, which makes Damian not want to go in there at all...!! 😆 So Becky, Anya, Yor and Mathra head in to get there fortune read, while everyone goes elsewhere (including Twilight who is going drinking with the boys 😎👍).

Once inside, there's a huge line for someone named Magical 🌟 Crowley, which if I remember correctly, Crowley is the same last name as that triangle shaped haired kid that got the highest score on classical language while Anya got the second highest score... Hmmm, interesting... 🤔 Anyway, instead of going to Crowley's booth (which was charging up the wazoo), Anya suggests that they should just go see LunaLuna 🌙 Selena, but Becky doesn't like that she doesn't charge and isn't accurate, so she and Martha go to the middle tier while Anya and Yor go see Selena...! When Anya and Yor get there, no one is there at first, but then Selena wobbles out and almost falls over when Yor catches her, and...:

IT'S MOTHER F---ING MELINDA DESMOND!!! 😵😵😵😵😵😵😵😵

WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?! CAN SHE ACTUALLY SHE INTO THE FUTURE?!?! SO MANY DAMN QUESTIONS...!!! 😵😵😵

And that was the end of the chapter... Endo, WHAT DOES THIS ALL MEAN?!?! 😩 Before it was revealed that the fortune teller was Melinda, I already had a sneaking suspicion that LunaLuna 🌙 Selena was gonna be Melinda, but now I wonder if she's actually got psychic abilities to see into the future or not...! 😲 The Magical 🌟 Crowley has also got my attention, is this person related to Arnold Crowley (I believe that's his name) or is it Arnold Crowley himself...? 🤔

Either way, the next chapter is gonna be a very interesting one, folks!! 👌😎 So until the next Mission; take care, be safe out there and be kind to one another...!! LATER!! 👋😄