Artifact 8:

"A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping,
Dirty and dusty, but as wide as eye
Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping
In sight, then lost amidst the forestry
Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping
On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy;
A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown
On a fool's head--and there is London Town."

This is a small excerpt from my greatest piece of work, the epic satire, Don Juan. Published in 1819-1824, and spanning 17 cantos, it is one of the longest poems in English history. It is the story of the life of a man easily seduced by woman. It was widely condemned for it's nature and content. I spent a lot of my life working on it, and it is by far the most important piece to me. If you like what you read, and want to read more: here is a link to the first five cantos of my work:
http://books.google.com/books?id=ckE-AAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&dq=don+juan+cantos+I&hl=en&ei=b6eLTZXsAYW2tgeuvJ3pDQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=1&ved=0CCwQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false

Byron, Lord. "Don Juan: Cantos I. to V.." Google Books. Benbow Publishers, 1821. Web. 24 Mar 2011. <http://books.google.com/books?id=ckE-AAAAYAAJ&printsec=frontcover&dq=don+juan+cantos+I&hl=en&ei=b6eLTZXsAYW2tgeuvJ3pDQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=1&ved=0CCwQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false>.