The Vision of Judgment 076


The more intently the ghosts gazed, the less 
Could they distinguish whose the features were; 
The Devil himself seem'd puzzled even to guess; 
They varied like a dream - now here, now there; 
And several people swore from out the press 
They knew him perfectly; and one could swear 
He was his father: upon which another 
Was sure he was his mother's cousin's brother: 

George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824)