All for Love by Lord Byron
b"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 George Gordon, Lord Byron (1788\\u20131824)\\n\\nO talk not to me of a name great in story; \\nThe days of our youth are the days of our glory; \\nAnd the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty \\nAre worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty. \\n \\nWhat are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled? \\n'Tis but as a dead flower with May-dew besprinkled: \\nThen away with all such from the head that is hoary - \\nWhat care I for the wreaths that can only give glory? \\n \\nO Fame! if I e'er took delight in thy praises, \\n'Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases, \\nThan to see the bright eyes of the dear one discover \\nShe thought that I was not unworthy to love her. \\n \\nThere chiefly I sought thee, there only I found thee; \\nHer glance was the best of the rays that surround thee; \\nWhen it sparkled o'er aught that was bright in my story, \\nI knew it was love, and I felt it was glory."