George Gordon Noel Byron

Better to sink beneath the shock
Than moulder piecemeal on the rock!

Better to sink beneath the shock
Than moulder piecemeal on the rock!

Father of Light! great God of Heaven!
Hear'st thou the accents of despair?
Can guilt like man's read more

Father of Light! great God of Heaven!
Hear'st thou the accents of despair?
Can guilt like man's be e'er forgiven?
Can vice atone for crimes by prayer?

Ah! happy years! once more who would not be a boy!

Ah! happy years! once more who would not be a boy!

Mark! where his carnage and his conquests cease,
He makes a solitude and calls it--peace!

Mark! where his carnage and his conquests cease,
He makes a solitude and calls it--peace!

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.