I Would to Heaven That I Were So Much Clay, par Lord Byron

Lord Byron

I Would 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!

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