The Vision of Judgment 066

LXVI 

A merry, cock-eyed, curious-looking sprite 
Upon the instant started from the throng, 
Dress'd in a fashion now forgotten quite; 
For all the fashions of the flesh stick long 
By people in the next world; where unite 
All the costumes since Adam's, right or wrong, 
From Eve's fig-leaf down to the petticoat, 
Almost as scanty, of days less remote. 

George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824)
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