From the poetry of Lord Byron they drew a system of ethics compounded of misanthropy and voluptuousness,-a system in which the two great commandments were to hate your neighbour and to love your neighbour's wife.

We know no spectacle so ridiculous as the British public in one of its periodical fits of morality.

Lars Porsena of Closium By the Nine Gods he swore That the great house of Tarquin Should suffer wrong no more. By the Nine Gods he swore it, And named a trysti…

He had a head which statuaries loved to copy, and a foot the deformity of which the beggars in the streets mimicked.