All for Love - Lord Byron (Poetry reading by Jordan Harling) | Jordan Harling Reads

Full poem text, public domain (also available in subtitles): O talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty. What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled? 'Tis but as a dead flower with May-dew besprinkled: Then away with all such from the head that is hoary— What care I for the wreaths that can only give glory? O Fame! if I e'er took d