1822 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Lord Byron

G. G—m, "Lines to Lord Byron" Morning Post (7 December 1822).



Thou mighty Genius! often do I gaze
With wonder on thy sweet poetic lays;
Childe Harold's tale my inmost soul hath warm'd
With music rich, each verse my fancy charm'd:—
Such strains must give unspeakable delight,
While flowing from Parnassus' tow'ring height.
In Juan, too, thy verse is smooth and clear,
But yet the sense I cannot much revere:—
Licentious without bounds, the tale is fraught,
Immodest, yet with brilliancy of thought.
Now of thy Cain, ah, would I could be mute—
Why bring Religion into disrepute?
'Twill show'r upon thee more than mortal blame,
And cannot add one laurel to thy fame.
Let candour guide thee in this world below,
Then BYRON'S lofty Muse shall ne'er detraction know.