A Poem by George Gordon, Lord Byron


I Woud to Heaven That I Were So Much Clay

I would to heaven that I were so much clay,
As I am blood, bone, marrow, passion, feeling –
Because at least the past were passed away –
And for the future – (but I write this reeling,
Having got drunk exceedingly today,
So that I seem to stand upon the ceiling)
I say – the future is a serious matter –
And so – for God’s sake – hock and soda water!

Because I feel the need to post poems tonight.


Posted on 17/01/2014, in literature, poetry and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Just in case you haven’t heard of it, Roderick Beaton’s recent book “Byron’s War: Romantic Rebellion, Greek Revolution” (Cambridge University Press) looks like a highly readable and original take on the man. Needless to say, it has received highly positive reviews here in Greece

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