Damætas Poem by George Gordon Byron

Damætas

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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;
Damætas 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.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 24 May 2017

What once his bliss..... thanks for posting.....

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Edward Kofi Louis 24 May 2017

His heedless friend! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Susan Williams 24 May 2017

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; - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Damaetas is a tutorial written for us to learn from by a classic if flamboyant poet.

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The world of different characters beautifully given in the poem.

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Queeny Gona 24 May 2017

Insightful read of introspection!

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Kayode Are 24 May 2017

To excel in vice and be pinched by conscience is a moral message well articulated.

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Rajnish Manga 24 May 2017

Amazing poem. Time has the power to transform someone's life. Thanks. Damætas ran through all the maze of sin, But, pall'd with vice, he breaks his former chain, And what was once his bliss appears his bane.

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