Compare Lord Byron's work to that of even one of his contemporaries - Percy B. Shelley. Here's a typical line from Byron: "The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold/ And the way he came down was a sight to behold..." Now here's a typical line from Shelley: "Evening, when the quiet east flushes faintly at the sun's last look..." Which one has the greater depth of poetic sensitivity and perception (ie 'soul')? Shelley wins easily.

Yes I do like him a lot!!! Here comes my favourie work of Byron:
(a nice german band called Qntal also made a song out of it...you might want to check it out)

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: — Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert... Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
‚My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!‘
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.