Don Juan 04-005
Canto the Fourth

 V

Some have accused me of a strange design
 Against the creed and morals of the land,
And trace it in this poem every line:
 I don't pretend that I quite understand
My own meaning when I would be very fine;
 But the fact is that I have nothing plann'd,
Unless it were to be a moment merry,
A novel word in my vocabulary.

George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824) 
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