We left our hero, Juan, in the bloom
Of favouritism, but not yet in the blush;—
And far be it from my Muses to presume
(For I have more than one Muse at a push),
To follow him beyond the drawing-room:
It is enough that Fortune found him flush
Of Youth, and Vigour, Beauty, and those things
Which for an instant clip Enjoyment's wings.
VI.
But soon they grow again and leave their nest.