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Damgtas. Lord Byron

In law an infant, and in years a boy,
In mind a slave to every vicious joy;
From every sense of shame and virtue wean′d;
In lies an adept, in deceit a fiend;
Versed in hypocrisy, while yet a child;
Fickle as wind, of inclinations wild;
Women his dupe, his heedless friend a tool;
Old in the world, though scarcely broke from school;
Damжtas ran through all the maze of sin,
And found the goal when others just begin:
Even still conflicting passions shake his soul,
And bid him drain the dregs of pleasure′s bowl;
But, pall′d with vice, he breaks his former chain,
And what was once his bliss appears his bane.

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