George Gordon Byron (1788 - 1824 / London / England)

Byron was a famous poet in his own time, tantamount to a modern-day Hollywood celebrity. His exploits (ok, sexploits)
the stuff of gossip; his unquestioned poetic talent at the mercy of his considerable passions.

Excellent. Some truths are uttered with spontaneous flow of feeling the innerself. Unique the style of expressing the heavy with very soft and lucid words.....

1] The deep thoughts that dwell in that silence of heart.
Too brief for our passion, too long for our peace,

2] Oh! thine be the gladness, and mine be the guilt!

3] And our days seem as swift, and our moments more sweet,
With thee at my side, than with worlds at our feet.

So many quotable lines are here depicting as wisdom. Nice write.

And the heartless may wonder at all I resign -
Thy lips shall reply, not to them, but to mine.
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George Gordon Byron was as The great poet, also great lover ....
Ts.

There is grief in the sound, there is guilt in the fame;

I like that this poem is titled ' I speak not' and describes a love that had to be kept a secret. Given the highly public nature of Byron's personal life, it is intriguing. I like the feel of the poem as it is spoken, it feels like a passionate affirmation of a love which was clearly a guilty pleasure!

I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name;
There is grief in the sound, there is guilt in the fame;

The power of denial in contrast, every thought breathe emotion of Byron screams her name, within his tormented soul. Exile in Europe, ostracized and out cast from English society, a man of deep passion cannot out run the storm of his own emotions raging within. The life and fate of Byron, like several exceptional poets is haunting, so often they left us so young.

No the last line is not egotistical. To sum up: Byron is defending an illicit love affair - he is saying in the last line that only her words to him matter, whatever she says to the world were it to discover the affair. It reminds me of Shakespeare's sonnet 112 - 'you are my all the world, and I must strive/ to know my shames and praises by your tongue...'

Byron, has those great out pourings of loves throes and emotional jolting. The last line is kinda, egotistical.

'i speak not' that's gentleman sir george or both of you will be stone
to death...or i mean you'll be in OMG magazine.

The passionate expression of love in bold and free style poetry Byron stands tall for mankind to know his idealism very well till the end of time!