(A poem by George Gordon Byron )
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And Love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns so soon,
Yet we’ll go no more roving
By the light of the moon.
George Gordon Byron (more popularly known as Lord Byron) was the 6th Baron Byron of Rochdale FRS. He was a British poet and a leading figure in Romanticism and was also notable for his numerous love affairs. He was notably described by Lady Caroline Lamb as “mad, bad, and dangerous to know”.