286. All for Love by Lord Byron

Published: July 11, 2008, 8:38 a.m.

b"Lord Byron read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nAll for Love\\nby Lord Byron (1788 \\u2013 1824)\\n\\n O talk not to me of a name great in story; \\n The days of our youth are the days of our glory; \\n And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty \\n Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty. \\n \\n What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled? \\n 'Tis but as a dead flower with May-dew besprinkled: \\n Then away with all such from the head that is hoary - \\n What care I for the wreaths that can only give glory? \\n \\n O Fame! if I e'er took delight in thy praises, \\n 'Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases, \\n Than to see the bright eyes of the dear one discover \\n She thought that I was not unworthy to love her. \\n \\n There chiefly I sought thee, there only I found thee; \\n Her glance was the best of the rays that surround thee; \\n When it sparkled o'er aught that was bright in my story, \\n I knew it was love, and I felt it was glory. \\n \\n\\nFirst aired: 2 September 2007\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"