Don Juan, Complete; English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers Hours of Idleness the Waltz and All the Other Minor Poems

Don Juan, Complete; English Bards, and Scotch Reviewers Hours of Idleness the Waltz and All the Other Minor Poems

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1826 edition. Excerpt: ... lamps to aid his dodging his Yetundiscover'dtreasure. What /can, I've done to find the same throughout life's journey, But see the world is only one attorney. 29. Over the stones still rattling, up Pall Mall, Through crowds and carriages, hut waxing thinner As thundered knockers broke the leng seal'd spell Of doors 'gainst duns, and to an early dinner Admitted a small party as night fell, --Don Juan, our young diplomatic sinner, Pursued his path, and drove past some hotels, St. James's Palace and St. James's ' Hells.' 30. They reach'd the hotel: forth stream'd from the 'A tide of well-clad waiters, and around front door The mob stood, and as usual several score Of those pedestrian Paphians who abound In decent London, when the daylight's o'er; Commodious hut immoral, they are found Useful, like Malthus, in promoting marriage.--But Juan now is stepping from his carriage 31. Into one of the sweetest of hotels, Especially for foreigners--and mostly For those whom favour or whom fortune swells, And cannot find a bill's small items costly. There many an envoy either dwelt or dwells (The den of many a diplomatic lost lie), Until to some conspicuous square they pass, And blazon o'er the door their names in brass. 32. Juan, whose was a delicate commission, Private, though publicly important, bore No title to point out with due precision The exact affair on which he was sent o'er. 'Twas merely known, that on a secret mission A foreigner of rank had graced our shore, ' Hells, ' gaming-houses. What their number may now be in this life, I know not. Before I was of age I knew them pretty accurately, both ' gold' and ' silver.' I was once nearly called out by an acquaintance because when he asked me where I thought that bis soul would be found hereafter, more

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  • Paperback | 208 pages
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  • English
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