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And when at length they're out of breath, they sigh,
And cast their languid eyes down, and let loose A tear or two, and then we inake it up; And then—and then—and then-sit down and sup.
CLXXX. Alfonso closed his speech, and begg’d her pardon,
Which Julia half withheld, and then half granted, And laid conditions, he thought, very hard on,
Denying several litile things he wanted :
With useless penitence perplex'd and haunted,
Are such as fit with lady's feet, but these
Were masculine ; 'to see them, and to seize,
My teeth begin to chatter, my veins freeze-
And Julia instant to the closet flew.
passage you so often have explored« Here is the garden-key-Fly-fly--Adieu! « Haste-haste !-I hear Alfonso's hurrying feet
Day has not broke--there's no one in the street.
None can say that this was not good advice,
The only mischief was, it came too late; Of all experience 'tis the usual price,
A sort of income-tax laid on by fate : Juan had reach'd the room-door in a trice,
And might have done so by the garden-gate,
Antonia cried out « Rape ! » and Julia « Fire! » But not a servant stirr’d to aid the fight.
Alfonso, pommell'd to his heart's desire, Swore lustily he'd be revenged this night;
And Juan, too, blasphemed an octave higher ; His blood was up; though young, he was a Tartar, And not at all disposed to prove a martyr.
CLXXXV. Alfonso's sword had dropp'd ere he could draw it,
And they continued battling band to hand, For Juan very luckily ne'er saw it;
His temper not being under great command,
Alfonso’s days had not been in the land
And Juan throt:led him to get away,
At last, as they more faintly wrestling lay,
Juan contrived to give an awkward blow,
And then his only garment quite gave way;
An awkward spectacle their eyes before; Antonia in hysterics, Julia swoou'd,
Alfonso leaning, breathless, by the door;
Some blood, and several footsteps, but no more ,
How Juan, naked, favour'd by the night,
And reach'd his home in an unseemly plight?
The nine day's wonder which was brought to light,
The depositions, and the cause at full,
Of counsel to nonsuit or to annul,
Are various, but they none of them are dull,
Of one of the most circulating scandals
At least since the retirement of the Vaudals, First vow d (and never had she vow'd in vain )
To Virgin Mary several pounds of candles;
All European climes, by land or sea,
Especially in France and Italy,
Julia was sent into a convent ; she
« 'Tis wise—'tis well, but not the less a pain; « I have no further clajm on your young heart,
« Mine is the victim, and would be again ; « To love too much has been the only art
« I used ;-) write in baste, and if a stain
« State, station, heaven, mankind's, my own esteem, « And
yet can not regret what it hath cost,
Yet, if I name my guilt, 'tis not to boast,
« None can deemn harshlier of me than I deem: « I trace this scrawl because I cannot rest« I've nothing to reproach, or to request.
CXCIV. « Man's love is of man's life a thing apart,
« 'Tis woman's whole existence; man may range « The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart,
« Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange « Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart,
« And few there are whom these can not estrange; « Men have all these resources, we but one, « To love again, and be again undone.
* You will proceed in pleasure, and in pride,
« Beloved and loving many; all is o'er « For me on earth, except some years to hide My shame and sorrow deep in
heart's core; « These I could bear, but cannot cast aside
« The passion which still rages as before, « And so farewell-forgive me, love me-No, « That word is idle now ---but let it
My breast has been all weakness, is so yet ;
« But still I think I can collect my mind ; « My blood still rushes where my spirit's set,
« As roll the waves before the settled wind; My heart is feminine, nor can forget
« To all, except one image, madly blind; « So shakes the needle, and so stands the pole, « As vibrates my fond heart to my fix'd soul.