A Sequel to Don Juan — page 21: what you’re looking at

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12 A SEQUEL TO XIX. Oh! I have revelled in the arms of pleasure, Forgetful of the world and all its woes ;— I’ve found that woman is a matchless treasure, And that her love is pure as Alpine snows ;— And I have also quaffed the vine-crowned measure, In which Epernay’s sparkling nectar flows ; But I observe the maxim not to sip Too often from the bow], nor Beauty’s lip. XX, °Tis very easy thus to moralise, And with such coolness recommend our maxim ;-—— But will the lover, when a pair of eyes Which might lose Actium again, attacks him,— Will he wait with us to philosophise, - Ere he has quenched the thirst of love which racks him ! At all events Don Juan did no credit To my morality—and now I’ve said it. X XI, Wom men_are such endearing, tempting. creatur es— (I really am inclined to think that Evecanl a rought about Adam’s fall): when o’er the features Of lovely woman tears their traces leave, My heart sinks ;—reader, does it not unseat your’s ? Or can you, apathetic, see her grieve ? The most unpleasant sight—except one dying— Is to behold a lovely woman crying. CONIC OOO KS.conn