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2025-06-14

Twins woes continue: Royce Lewis to IL, Buxton exits early with elbow issue. Rough news for Minnesota! 😔

Stay tuned for updates! sports.yahoo.com/article/twins

MLB Newsmlb@channels.im
2025-06-14

Texas Rangers bullied by Byron Buxton during loss to Minnesota Twins rawchili.com/mlb/102554/ #ball #Baseball #bullied #Buxton #by #Byron #during #FrontPage #lone #loss #Minnesota #MLB #Rangers #RangersMlbGameDayThread #star #Texas #TexasRangers #TexasRangers #to #Twins

Texas Rangers bullied by Byron Buxton during loss to Minnesota Twins
Felipe Cañónjnfelipek
2025-06-11

Epitaph to a Dog :

But the poor dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his master's own,
Who labors, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonored falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.

Lord Byron

Joshua Walkerbigjosh84.bsky.social@bsky.brid.gy
2025-06-10

For #PrideMonth, I’m honoring Lord Byron—the tempestuous bard of passion, rebellion, and dark romance, whose legacy defied convention and celebrated love in all its forms. Here are some Byron-inspired poems I crafted in tribute. 💙🌈 #blueskypoets #pride #Byron #romanticism #poems

Description: A lyrical, romantic sonnet set at twilight, blending themes of memory, longing, and the haunting beauty of lost love. The imagery weaves night, wind, and rain into an emotional reflection on a love that endures beyond time. Why I wrote it: This poem came from the ache of remembering something beautiful that couldn’t last. It’s about how certain emotions—especially love—can remain in us long after they’ve gone from the world around us. That ache is part of what makes us feel alive. Poem Text: Twilight’s Bitter Embrace Beneath the twilight’s faint and flickering sigh, I tread the edge where dreams and shadows blend, A restless heart beneath the endless sky, Yearning for love that time cannot amend. The breeze revives a vow once left betrayed, Soft whispers of a wild, unspoken flame, A secret pledge within the moon’s cascade, That stirs the pulse of every silent claim. Though daylight wanes and steals the fleeting day, The ghost of passion haunts my veins’ refrain— A spark that lingers at the dusk’s soft sway, A tender ache that pulses like the rain. So let the night enwreathe its velvet chain— My soul will dance within love’s sweet, sharp pain.Description: A dramatic sonnet set on a stormy shoreline, exploring themes of pain, defiance, and inner transformation. It uses vivid ocean imagery and the myth of the phoenix to depict rising from suffering with fierce pride. Why I wrote it: This poem is about resilience—how the wounds we carry can become part of our strength. I’ve lived through storms that left marks, and writing this was a way to honor the part of me that kept rising anyway. Poem Text: Phoenix of the Salted Shore Upon the shore where restless waters break, I trace the scars that time has yet to heal, A captive bound beneath fate’s cruel stake, Each breath a wound too raw for time to seal. The siren’s song, a lure of sweet despair, Calls out beyond the mortal eye’s confined, A flame that flickers in the salted air, Consuming edges of the dark entwined. Yet through the storm, my spirit dares to rise— A phoenix clad in shadows and in flame, Defying fate’s relentless, watchful eyes, To claim the truth no chain can ever tame. Though scorned by worlds that shun what they despise, I wear my scars like armor, fierce with pride.Description: A dark, brooding sonnet that journeys through decay, shattered dreams, and the harsh truths hidden beneath a world of false appearances. It captures a rebel spirit that defies fate amid sorrow and desolation. Why I wrote it: This poem reflects a deep struggle with loss and isolation, and the fierce desire to claim one’s voice despite pain. It’s about embracing the darkness as part of creation and identity, even when the world rejects tenderness. Poem Text: Ruins of Forgotten Dream I rove through ruins where forgotten dreams decay, Where beauty’s ghost, pale as the waning moon, Wails softly through the night’s relentless sway— A soul in fragments, torn and marred too soon. The world’s a tempest veiled in gilded lies, Exalting those who scorn the tender heart, Yet in the darkness, flickers truth’s last cries— A dying spark that seeks to kindle art. O’er cliffs of sorrow, wild winds howl and tear, As passion’s flame consumes the frozen night, I carve my name upon this jagged lair, A rebel’s shout cast forth from fading light. Though fettered by the chains that fate insists— I taste the abyss and savor its dark twists.Description: A powerful, gothic sonnet evoking the image of a tortured, rebellious soul caught between light and darkness. It portrays intense passion, defiance, and a profound connection to Byron’s tempestuous legacy. Why I wrote it: This poem is a tribute to the enduring spirit of Byron himself—his fierce emotions, his pain, and his refusal to be tamed. Writing it was a way to connect with that legacy of wildness and artistic rebellion that continues to inspire me. Poem Text: Lord of Storms In caverned depths where shadows weave their song, A tortured soul laments the weight he bears, With eyes ablaze, he rights the ancient wrong, His voice a tempest borne on whispered prayers. The world’s disdain, a cloak of jagged thorn, His heart a chalice brimming with contempt, Yet still he loves beneath the shattered morn, Embracing loss—a kin forever kept. A lord of storms, unbound by mortal chain, He dances ‘twixt the angel and the fiend, His passions fierce as thunder’s ruthless rain, A reckless spirit none may hope to glean. So rise, O Byron, from your darkened tomb— In fire and shadow, let your legacy bloom.
Girl Selfiegirlselfie@channels.im
2025-05-25

Kari Byron girlselfie.com/650874/kari-byr #Byron #Celeb #CelebPortraits #celebrities #Celebrity #Kari #portraits

Kari Byron
MLB Newsmlb@channels.im
2025-05-20

Spanish Springs grad Carson McCusker called up to Minnesota Twins rawchili.com/mlb/42169/ #Baseball #Brewers #Buxton #Byron #ByronBuxton #Frontier #FrontierLeague #know #league #Milwaukee #MilwaukeeBrewers #Minnesota #MinnesotaTwins #MinnesotaTwins #MLB #National #NationalSports #news #Overall #OverallPositive #Positive #Sports #SportsNews #TTP #TTPWhatWeKnow #Twins #we #what

Spanish Springs grad Carson McCusker called up to Minnesota Twins
MLB Newsmlb@channels.im
2025-05-16

Mariners Moose Tracks, 5/16/25: Eddie Rosario, Rafael Furcal, and Byron Buxton rawchili.com/mlb/31697/ #and #Baseball #Buxton #Byron #eddie #FrontPage #furcal #landing #lookout #Mariners #MLB #moose #rafael #Rosario #Seattle #SeattleMariners #SeattleMariners #tracks

Mariners Moose Tracks, 5/16/25: Eddie Rosario, Rafael Furcal, and Byron Buxton
MLB Newsmlb@channels.im
2025-05-15

Byron Buxton, Carlos Correa injury update: Scary collision for Twins rawchili.com/mlb/29741/ #AddOns #Apps #Baseball #Buxton #Byron #ByronBuxton #Carlos #CarlosCorrea #Correa #Minnesota #MinnesotaTwins #MLB #Mobile #MobileAppsU0026AddOns #National #NationalSports #Neutral #news #Overall #OverallNeutral #Sports #SportsNews #Twins #u0026

Byron Buxton, Carlos Correa injury update: Scary collision for Twins
WIST Quotationswist@my-place.social
2025-05-12

A quotation from Byron

                                                            Man!
Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear.

George Gordon, Lord Byron (1788-1824) English poet
Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, Canto 4, st. 109 (1818)

Sourcing, notes: wist.info/byron/76600/

#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #byron #crying #happiness #humancondition #humannature #humanity #joy #smiling #sorrow #unhappiness

WIST Quotationswist@my-place.social
2025-05-05

A quotation from Byron

There is the moral of all human tales;
   â€˜Tis but the same rehearsal of the past,
   First Freedom, and then Glory — when that fails,
   Wealth — Vice — Corruption, — Barbarism at last.

George Gordon, Lord Byron (1788-1824) English poet
Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, Canto 4, st. 108 (1818)

Sourcing, notes: wist.info/byron/76512/

#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #byron #corruption #cycle #decadence #history #riseandfall #decline #declineandfall

Follow GOLFfogolf@vive.im
2025-05-02

fogolf.com/953363/ryan-fox-mak Ryan Fox makes strong start to PGA Tour’s The CJ Cup Byron Nelson #Bryon #byron #chasing #cj #Cup #despite #event #fox #Golf #GolfNews #greats #makes #MODERN #nelson #Opening #pga #round #ryan #Start #Strong #texas #The #to #TODAY #TourS #will

Ryan Fox makes strong start to PGA Tour’s The CJ Cup Byron Nelson
Follow GOLFfogolf@vive.im
2025-05-01

fogolf.com/952560/cj-cup-byron CJ Cup Byron Nelson: Ryan Fox brings coach Marcus Wheelhouse to Texas in bid to shore up game #approach #bid #Brings #byron #cj #COACH #Cup #different #fox #game #Golf #GolfNews #in #Marcus #nelson #ryan #Shore #Stop #Taking #texas #This #to #Tour #up #WEEKS #wheelhouse

CJ Cup Byron Nelson: Ryan Fox brings coach Marcus Wheelhouse to Texas in bid to shore up game
WIST Quotationswist@my-place.social
2025-04-28

A quotation from Byron

ANGIOLINA: He hath been guilty, but there may be mercy.
BENINTENDE: Not in this case with justice.
ANGIOLINA:                    Alas! signor,
 He who is only just is cruel; who
 Upon the earth would live were all judged justly?

George Gordon, Lord Byron (1788-1824) English poet
Marino Faliero, Doge of Venice, Act 5, sc. 1 (1821)

Sourcing, notes: wist.info/byron/14583/

#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #byron #cruelty #judgment #justice #mercy

WIST Quotationswist@my-place.social
2025-04-28

A quotation from Byron

I stood in Venice, on the “Bridge of Sighs”;
   A Palace and a prison on each hand:
   I saw from out the wave her structures rise
   As from the stroke of the Enchanter’s wand:
   A thousand Years their cloudy wings expand
   Around me, and a dying Glory smiles
   O’er the far times, when many a subject land
   Looked to the wingĂ©d Lion’s marble piles,
Where Venice sat in state, throned on her hundred isles!

George Gordon, Lord Byron (1788-1824) English poet
Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, Canto 4, st. 1 (1818)

Sourcing, notes: wist.info/byron/76357/

#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #byron #glory #history #past #Venice

unitedvrg.comunitedvrg
2025-04-23

Birth Of The Intraocular Lens () by Byron PDF
Author: Byron
File Type: PDF
Download at unitedvrg.com/2024/11/08/birth
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WIST Quotationswist@my-place.social
2025-04-21

A quotation from Byron

I have not loved the World, nor the World me;
   I have not flattered its rank breath, nor bowed
   To its idolatries a patient knee,
   Nor coined my cheek to smiles, — nor cried aloud
   In worship of an echo: in the crowd
   They could not deem me one of such — I stood
   Among them, but not of them — in a shroud
   Of thoughts which were not their thoughts, and still could,
Had I not filed my mind, which thus itself subdued.

George Gordon, Lord Byron (1788-1824) English poet
Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, Canto 3, st. 113 (1816)

Sourcing, notes: wist.info/byron/76282/

#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #byron #difference #heterodoxy #humanity #independence #mob #noncomformist #nonconformity #public #separation #standalone #world

The Victorian Webvictorianweb@mastodonapp.uk
2025-04-19

Lord #Byron died #OTD 1824, but his influence lived on powerfully throughout the Victorian period. Here's Thomas Robert Macquoid's gorgeous cloth binding for "The Illustrated Byron," 1858–60. victorianweb.org/previctorian... #books #bookdesign

Rich gilt overlay on a deep blue background, with an elaborate geometric and floral design on cover and spine.
Assoc for Scottish Literaturescotlit@mastodon.scot
2025-04-19

Leonard Cohen & Lord Byron: “Go No More A-Roving”
on DEAR HEATHER, Columbia Records 2004

Good night, Geordie.

4/4

youtube.com/watch?v=pXYodS0HGy

#Byron #LordByron #Scottish #literature #poetry #18thcentury #19thcentury #romanticism #LeonardCohen #music #song

Assoc for Scottish Literaturescotlit@mastodon.scot
2025-04-19

Byron’s poem ☝ borrows from the Scottish song “The Jolly Beggar” – often attributed to King James V (who reputedly liked to disguise himself as “the Gudeman of Ballangeich” to enjoy amorous adventures)

From Cromek’s SELECT SCOTTISH SONGS (1810):

2/4

books.google.co.uk/books?id=wr

#Byron #LordByron #Scottish #literature #poetry #18thcentury #19thcentury #romanticism #folksong

The Jolly Beggar Said to have been composed by King James, on a frolic of his own. (Footnote: This Prince (whose character Dr. Percy thinks for wit and libertinism bears a great resemblance to that of his gay successor Charles II, was noted for strolling about his dominions in disguise, and for his frequent gallantries with country girls. It is of the present ballad that Mr. Walpole has remarked, there is something very ludicrous in the young woman’s distress when she thought her first favours had been thrown away upon a beggar.) There was a jolly beggar, and a begging he was boun’, And he took up his quarters into a land’art town, And we’ll gang nae mair a roving, Sae late into the night, And we’ll gang nae mair a roving, boys, Let the moon shine ne’er sae bright! He wad neither ly in barn, nor yet wad he in byre, But in ahint the ha’ door, or else afore the fire, And we’ll gang nae mair, &c. The beggar’s bed was made at e’en wi’ good clean straw and hay, And in ahint the ha’ door, and there the beggar lay. And we’ll gang nae mair, &c.
Assoc for Scottish Literaturescotlit@mastodon.scot
2025-04-19

Quintessential Romantic Lord Byron – “half a Scot by birth, and bred / a whole one” – died 201 years ago #OTD, 19 April 1824

Byron included this poem in a letter to Thomas Moore from Venice in 1817, when Byron was feeling particularly shagged out after Carnevale


1/4

poetryfoundation.org/poems/438

#Byron #LordByron #Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #18thcentury #19thcentury #romanticism

So we’ll go no more a-roving George Gordon, Lord Byron So we’ll go no more a-roving 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 too soon, Yet we’ll go no more a-roving By the light of the moon.

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