Lord George Gordon Byron , Don Juan |
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CANTO THE FIRST |
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I want a hero: an uncommon want, |
When every year and month sends forth a new one, |
Till, after cloying the gazettes with cant, |
The age discovers he is not the true one; |
Of such as these I should not care to vaunt, |
I 'll therefore take our ancient friend Don Juan— |
We all have seen him, in the pantomime, |
Sent to the devil somewhat ere his time. |
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Vernon, the butcher Cumberland, Wolfe, Hawke, |
Prince Ferdinand, Granby, Burgoyne, Keppel, Howe, |
Evil and good, have had their tithe of talk, |
And fill'd their sign posts then, like Wellesley now; |
Each in their turn like Banquo's monarchs stalk, |
Followers of fame, 'nine farrow' of that sow: |
France, too, had Buonaparte and Dumourier |
Recorded in the Moniteur and Courier. |
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Barnave, Brissot, Condorcet, Mirabeau, |
Petion, Clootz, Danton, Marat, La Fayette, |
Were French, and famous people, as we know: |
And there were others, scarce forgotten yet, |
Joubert, Hoche, Marceau, Lannes, Desaix, Moreau, |
With many of the military set, |
Exceedingly remarkable at times, |
But not at all adapted to my rhymes. |
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Author of this English poem is Lord George Gordon Byron (*1788-01-22 - †1824-04-18). |