Artifact 10:

This is my tombstone in the Church of St. Mary Magdalene in Hucknall, Nottingham. I died on April 19, 1824. I caught a very vicious cold, and had a high fever, and later passed away. My daughter Ada Lovelace is buried next to me. Though I never really knew her in life, at least we are together now. I lived an exciting and full life, and I am happy with my work in this world.  

"George Gordon 6th Lord Byron is the famous poet." Famous Graves. Web. 24 Mar 2011. <http://www.flickr.com/groups/gtc/discuss/72157601405117657/page2/>.

Artifact 9:

My family was said to be one of great achievements. When I was young, I became motivated to achieve greatness. I worked hard to make something of myself. So, above is a picture of my fine, family tree.

Family and Close Friends." The Shelley Circle. Web. 24 Mar 2011. <http://sites.google.com/site/frankensteinokin/maryshelleybiography>.  

Artifact 8:

"A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping,
Dirty and dusty, but as wide as eye
Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping
In sight, then lost amidst the forestry
Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping
On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy;
A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown
On a fool's head--and there is London Town."

This is a small excerpt from my greatest piece of work, the epic satire, Don Juan. Published in 1819-1824, and spanning 17 cantos, it is one of the longest poems in English history. It is the story of the life of a man easily seduced by woman. It was widely condemned for it's nature and content. I spent a lot of my life working on it, and it is by far the most important piece to me. If you like what you read, and want to read more: here is a link to the first five cantos of my work:
http://books.google.com/books?id=ckE-AAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&dq=don+juan+cantos+I&hl=en&ei=b6eLTZXsAYW2tgeuvJ3pDQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=1&ved=0CCwQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false

Byron, Lord. "Don Juan: Cantos I. to V.." Google Books. Benbow Publishers, 1821. Web. 24 Mar 2011. <http://books.google.com/books?id=ckE-AAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&dq=don+juan+cantos+I&hl=en&ei=b6eLTZXsAYW2tgeuvJ3pDQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=1&ved=0CCwQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false>.

Artifact 7:

http://www.absoluteastronomy.com/topics/British_Whig_Party

Above is a link to a website with information on the Whig Party. I was a supporter of the Whig Political Party, when I first became a lord.

"British Whig Party." Absolute Astronomy . AbsloluteAstronomy.com, 2011. Web. 23 Mar 2011. <http://www.absoluteastronomy.com/topics/British_Whig_Party>.

Articfact 6:

http://englishhistory.net/byron/letters/bywife.html

This is the link to one of the letters I wrote to my wife, Annabella Milbanke, shortly after we parted.

Byron, Lord. "to Lady Byron (Annabella Milbanke), ." English History. N.p., 08 February 1816. Web. 23 Mar 2011. <http://englishhistory.net/byron/letters/bywife.html>.

Artifact 5:

Just a little clip about me from the history channel. This will tell you all of the introductory information you need to know..

"History Channel - Biography: Lord Byron 1/5 ." YouTube. Web. 23 Mar 2011. <http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MURpeBujd9M>.

Artifact 4:

The statue commemorating me in Plaka, Athens, Greece. They adore me in Greece for my support in the Greek War for Independence!

"Lord Byron." Plaka Athens. Web. 23 Mar 2011. <http://www.remunda.com/travel/review/plaka_athens.html>.

Artifact 3:

A picture of my first and only wife, Annabelle Milbanke, we had only one child together, Augusta Ada Byron. The marriage was unhappy, so we separated only a few months later. I also, had a few affairs on her. Which, I apologize for.  I did love her. And, she was beautiful, look at the picture!

"Portrait Miniature of Anne Isabella (Annabella) Milbanke by George Hayter, 1812." English History. Web. 22 Mar 2011. <http://englishhistory.net/byron/images/annabella.jpg>.

Artifact 2:

"SHE walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that 's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!"

One of the romantic poems I wrote, one of my greatest romantic pieces. I wrote it in 1814 about Mrs. Anne Beatrix Wilmot. She caught my eye one night at a ball. And I had to write a poem about her beauty.

Byron, Lord. "600. She Walks in Beauty ." Bartleby.com. N.p., 1814. Web. 22 Mar 2011. <http://www.bartleby.com/101/600.html>.  

Artifact 1:

The house I spent most of my life at, when I wasn't travelling. It has been in my family for centuries. Newstead Abbey Nottingham, Nottinghamshire, England.

"Newstead Abbey the Ancestral Home of Lord Byron ." Midwest to Midlands. Web. 22 Mar 2011. <http://midwesttomidlands.blogspot.com/2010/01/newstead-abbey-ancestral-home-of-lord.html>.