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DON JUAN.

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BY

LORD BYRON.

NEW EDITION,

LONDON:
C. H. CLARKE, 13, PATERNOSTER ROW.

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DON JUAN.

“Difficile est propriè communia dicere."-HOR. “ Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more Cakes and Ale1 - Yes, by St. Anne, and Ginger shall be hot i' the mouth, too!"-SUAKSPEARE, Twelfth Night, or What You Will.

DEDICATION.

I.

BOB SOUTHEY! You're a poet-Poet-laureate,

And representative of all the race, Although 't is true that you're turn'd out a Tory at

Last, -yours has lately been a common case, And now, my Epic Renegade! what are ye at?

With all the Lakers, in and out of place?
A nest of tuneful persons, to my eye
Like “ foar-and-twenty Blackbirds in a pye;

II.

“Which pye being open'd, they began to sing"

(This old song and new simile holds good), “A dainty dish to set before the King,

Or Regent, who admires such kind of food ;-
And Coleridge, too, has lately taken wing,

But like a hawk encumber'd with his hood,
Explaining metaphysics to the nation-
I wish he would explain his Explanation,

III.
You, Bob! are rather insolent, you know,

At being disappointed in your wish
To supersede all warblers here below,

And be the only Blackbird in the dish; And then you overstrain yourself, or so,

And tumble downward like the flying fish Gasping on deck, because you soar too high, Bol, And fall, for lack of moisture, quite a-dry, Bob!

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