Don JuanThomas Davison, 1819 - 227 sidor |
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Sida 128
... shore : " Farewell , where Guadalquivir's waters glide ! " Farewell , my mother ! and , since all is o'er , " Farewell , too dearest Julia ! - ( here he drew Her letter out again , and read it through . ) XIX . " And oh ! if e'er I ...
... shore : " Farewell , where Guadalquivir's waters glide ! " Farewell , my mother ! and , since all is o'er , " Farewell , too dearest Julia ! - ( here he drew Her letter out again , and read it through . ) XIX . " And oh ! if e'er I ...
Sida 138
... shore , The vessel swam , yet still she held her own . They tried the pumps again , and though before Their desperate efforts seem'd all useless grown , A glimpse of sunshine set some hands to bale— The stronger pump'd , the weaker ...
... shore , The vessel swam , yet still she held her own . They tried the pumps again , and though before Their desperate efforts seem'd all useless grown , A glimpse of sunshine set some hands to bale— The stronger pump'd , the weaker ...
Sida 139
... mess Was scant enough : in vain the telescope Was used - nor sail nor shore appear'd in sight , Nought but the heavy sea , and coming night . XLII . Again the weather threaten'd , -again blew A CANTO II . 139 DON JUAN .
... mess Was scant enough : in vain the telescope Was used - nor sail nor shore appear'd in sight , Nought but the heavy sea , and coming night . XLII . Again the weather threaten'd , -again blew A CANTO II . 139 DON JUAN .
Sida 146
... shore ; And then they were too many , though so few— Nine in the cutter , thirty in the boat , Were counted in them when they got afloat . LV . All the rest perish'd ; near two hundred souls Had left their bodies ; and , what's worse ...
... shore ; And then they were too many , though so few— Nine in the cutter , thirty in the boat , Were counted in them when they got afloat . LV . All the rest perish'd ; near two hundred souls Had left their bodies ; and , what's worse ...
Sida 153
... ! And carry them to shore ; these hopes were fine , But as they had but one oar , and that brittle , It would have been more wise to save their victual . LXX . The fourth day came , but not a CANTO II . 153 DON JUAN .
... ! And carry them to shore ; these hopes were fine , But as they had but one oar , and that brittle , It would have been more wise to save their victual . LXX . The fourth day came , but not a CANTO II . 153 DON JUAN .
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Agamemnon Algiers answer'd Antonia appear'd beautiful blood boat breath Cadiz call'd CANTO Catullus cave CCIV charming chaste cheek CIII dead death devil Don Alfonso Don Juan Donna Inez Donna Julia doubt e'er eyes face fair famish'd feel fond friends gazed grew Guadalquivir Haidee hair half hand heart heaven hope hour hush'd Jóse Juan's kiss knew lady learn'd least lips lived Longinus look'd Lull'd maid mistress moon moral mother ne'er never night Noah's ark nought o'er ocean pair pass'd passion Pedrillo perhaps perish'd poets pray round Save scarce sea-sick seem'd Seville ship shore sigh sleep smiled sort soul Spain stanza stars sublime surely tears tell There's things Thou thought Tis sweet true turn'd tutor Twas Twere Virgin Mary wave whate'er whisper'd wife wind wine Xerxes Young Juan youth
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Sida 153 - 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.
Sida 72 - 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.
Sida 119 - 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.
Sida 11 - 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...
Sida 185 - Her brow was overhung with coins of gold, That sparkled o'er the auburn of her hair, Her clustering hair, whose longer locks were...
Sida 220 - 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...
Sida 73 - 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...
Sida 13 - 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...
Sida 185 - 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...
Sida 107 - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, " 'Tis woman's whole existence...