Don Juan: Cantos III, IV, and V.Thomas Davison, 1821 - 218 páginas |
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... mean An honest friendship with a married lady— The only thing of this sort ever seen To last - of all connexions the most steady , And the true Hymen , ( the first ' s but a screen ) — Yet for all that keep not too long away , I've ...
... mean An honest friendship with a married lady— The only thing of this sort ever seen To last - of all connexions the most steady , And the true Hymen , ( the first ' s but a screen ) — Yet for all that keep not too long away , I've ...
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... 'd better ask our mistress who's his heir . ” " Our mistress ! " quoth a third : " Our mistress ! -pooh ! — " You mean our master - not the old but new . " XLIV . These rascals , being new comers , knew 24 CANTO III . DON JUAN .
... 'd better ask our mistress who's his heir . ” " Our mistress ! " quoth a third : " Our mistress ! -pooh ! — " You mean our master - not the old but new . " XLIV . These rascals , being new comers , knew 24 CANTO III . DON JUAN .
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... Haidée's knowledge was by no means great , And Juan was a boy of saintly breeding ; So that there was no reason for their loves More than for those of nightingales or doves . B XX . They gazed upon the sunset ; ' 80 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
... Haidée's knowledge was by no means great , And Juan was a boy of saintly breeding ; So that there was no reason for their loves More than for those of nightingales or doves . B XX . They gazed upon the sunset ; ' 80 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
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... eyes ; Of herbs and cordials they produced their store , But she defied all means they could employ , Like one life could not hold , nor death destroy . LX . Days lay she in that state unchanged , 100 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
... eyes ; Of herbs and cordials they produced their store , But she defied all means they could employ , Like one life could not hold , nor death destroy . LX . Days lay she in that state unchanged , 100 CANTO IV . DON JUAN .
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... means new : " You've heard of Raucocanti ? —I'm the man ; " The time may come when you may hear me too ; " You was not last year at the fair of Lugo , " But next , when I'm engaged to sing there - do go . LXXXIX . " Our baritone I ...
... means new : " You've heard of Raucocanti ? —I'm the man ; " The time may come when you may hear me too ; " You was not last year at the fair of Lugo , " But next , when I'm engaged to sing there - do go . LXXXIX . " Our baritone I ...
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aught Ave Maria Baba beauty blood Bosphorus breast bright brow CANTO chain'd cheek CIII Circassian clime dance dead death deep DON JUAN doubt e'er earth eunuch face fair fame father's feelings gazed giaour gild gold grave grew grow Gulleyaz gun barrel Haidée and Juan Haidée's hand head heard heart Heaven Hellespont hour human human clay isle Juan's kiss knew lady Lambro least link'd look'd looks lover LXXII maid marble mere christian muse ne'er never Note o'er once pair pale Parnassian passions pause Perhaps poet present Pyrrhic dance quoth renegado rhyme round Samian wine scarce seem'd seems sherbets shore show'd sigh sing sire slaves smile song sorrow stanza stood strange sung sweet tears There's things third sex thou thought tomb true turn'd twas twere waves Whate'er wish word young Φερεις
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Página 47 - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse: Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires
Página 218 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Página 62 - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way, As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay.
Página 49 - Tis but the living who are dumb. In vain — in vain: strike other chords; Fill high the cup with Samian wine! Leave battles to the Turkish hordes, And shed the blood of Scio's vine! Hark! rising to the ignoble call — How answers each bold Bacchanal I You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet; Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone ? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one...
Página 52 - But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.
Página 46 - The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! "Where burning Sappho loved and sung, — Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Página 74 - ... strange design Against the creed and morals of the land, And trace it in this poem every line: I don't pretend that I quite understand My own meaning when I would be very fine; But the fact is that I have nothing plann'd, Unless it were to be a moment merry, A novel word in my vocabulary.
Página 73 - And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep ; and if I weep, Tis that our nature cannot always bring Itself to apathy...
Página 60 - tis the hour of prayer ! Ave Maria ! 'tis the hour of love ! Ave Maria ! may our spirits dare Look up to thine and to thy Son's above ! Ave Maria ! oh, that face so fair ! Those downcast eyes beneath the Almighty Dove — What though 'tis but a pictured image strike — That painting is no idol, 'tis too like.
Página 61 - Sweet hour of twilight ! — in the solitude Of the pine forest, and the silent shore Which bounds Ravenna's immemorial wood...