George Gordon Noel Byron

For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.

For florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime.

Friendship is Love without his wings!

Friendship is Love without his wings!

Brave men were living before Agamemnon.

Brave men were living before Agamemnon.

There were his young barbarians all at play
There was their Dacian mother--he, their sire,
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There were his young barbarians all at play
There was their Dacian mother--he, their sire,
Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday.

She was a good deal shock'd; not shock'd at tears,
For women shed and use them at their liking;
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She was a good deal shock'd; not shock'd at tears,
For women shed and use them at their liking;
But there is something when man's eye appears
Wet, still more disagreeable and striking.