Don Juan

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Thomas Davison, 1819 - 227 páginas
 

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Review: Don Juan

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Sorry. Better now.) And there I was thinking The Princess Bride had a frustrating ending. Of course, the ending (or lack thereof) of Don Juan is NOT Byron's fault, but that doesn't make it any less ... Leer reseña completa

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Página 145 - Save the wild wind and the remorseless dash Of billows; but at intervals there gush'd, Accompanied with a convulsive splash, A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry Of some strong swimmer in his agony.
Página 64 - Tis sweet to hear At midnight on the blue and moonlit deep The song and oar of Adria's gondolier, By distance mellow'd, o'er the waters sweep; 'Tis sweet to see the evening star appear; 'Tis sweet to listen as the night-winds creep From leaf to leaf; 'tis sweet to view on high The rainbow, based on ocean, span the sky.
Página 111 - My days of love are over; me no more The charms of maid, wife, and still less of widow, Can make the fool of which they made before, In short, I must not lead the life I did do; The credulous hope of mutual minds is o'er, The copious use of claret is forbid too, So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice.
Página 3 - I want a hero: an uncommon want, When every year and month sends forth a new one. Till, after cloying the gazettes with cant, The age discovers he is not the true one...
Página 177 - Her brow was overhung with coins of gold, That sparkled o'er the auburn of her hair, Her clustering hair, whose longer locks were...
Página 212 - A long, long kiss, a kiss of youth, and love, And beauty, all concentrating like rays Into one focus, kindled from above ; Such kisses as belong to early days, Where heart and soul, and sense, in concert move...
Página 65 - Sweet is the vintage, when the showering grapes In Bacchanal profusion reel to earth Purple and gushing; sweet are our escapes From civic revelry to rural mirth; Sweet to the miser are his glittering heaps, Sweet to the father is his first-born's birth, Sweet is revenge — especially to women, Pillage to soldiers, prize-money to seamen. cxxv Sweet is a legacy, and passing sweet The unexpected death of some old lady Or gentleman of seventy years complete, Who've made 'us youth...
Página 5 - Brave men were living before Agamemnon And since, exceeding valorous and sage, A good deal like him too, though quite the same none; But then they shone not on the poet's page, And so have been forgotten...
Página 177 - Her hair, I said, was auburn ; but her eyes Were black as death, their lashes the same hue. Of downcast length, in whose silk shadow lies Deepest attraction ; for when to the view Forth from its raven fringe the full glance flies. Ne'er with such force the swiftest arrow flew...
Página 99 - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, " 'Tis woman's whole existence...

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