A Sequel to Don Juan — page 164: what you’re looking at

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DON JUAN. 155 LXXXIV. Then talk of women’s frailty !—First they give Their virgin hearts to those they love—by whom They find themselves betrayed ;—and if they live, *Tis that our instinct shudders at the tomb ! But though the first shock haply they survive, Still does a canker deep prepare their doom, _ And guilty joy’s abstraction cannot save The broken heart from an untimely grave. LXXXV, And ’tis at those whom they reduced to this That men pomt scornful fingers ;—’tis at them, _ With whom they shared the hour of guilty bliss, And from whose brows they snatched the diadem Of purity, that they revile and hiss :— They pluck the blooming floweret from its stem, Revel a moment in its odour sweet, Then crush it wantonly beneath their feet. LXXXVI. Say, is this justice 4—Well might Burke exclaim, “The Age of Chivalry is gone !’’ for now Man first ensures confiding woman’s shame, And then reviles her whom himself brought low.— Oh ! ye who should protect fair Woman’s fame, _ Press onward to destroy it with a blow ; And on that weak and tender being ye Heap wrong and insult ;—is this Chivalry ! END OF CANTO THE THIRD. CoOMmuiclboOoks. con