 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1901 - 632 halaman
...as A drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow, But with all Heaven t'himself ; the day will break as Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced to borrow That...glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. XLIV. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin,1 Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, And... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1901 - 660 halaman
...as A drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow, But with all Heaven t'himself ; the day will break as Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced to borrow That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers I Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. | XLIV. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin,1... | |
 | Georg Brandes - 1902 - 528 halaman
...de kun blege Larver mod hvad de er med den ægte Udtale og Betoning. Hvordan er det, Byron siger: l love the language, that soft bastard latin, Which melts like kisses from a femal mouth And sounds as if it should be writ on satin. Det bliver virkelig et Savn for mig, naar... | |
 | 1903 - 1186 halaman
...receive, and marble to retain.1 Stanza 34. Besides, they always smell of bread and butter. Stanza 39. That soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, stanza 44. Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1903 - 488 halaman
...A drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow. But with all heaven t'himself ; that day will break as Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced to borrow That...glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. Kind regards to Mama and remembrances to Frere Richard. Dieu remercie mon frere can't lizer Fransay.... | |
 | Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1903 - 486 halaman
...A drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow. But with all heaven t'himself ; that day will break as Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced to borrow That...glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. Kind regards to Mama and remembrances to Frere Richard. Dieu remercie mon frere can't lizer Fransay.... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 632 halaman
...as A drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow, But with all Heaven t'himself; the day will break as Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced to borrow That...glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. XLIV. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, 1 Which melts like kisses from a female mouth,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1110 halaman
...drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow, 340 But with all Heaven t' himself; that day will break as don By 3! caldron simmers. XLIV I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, , Which melts like kisses from... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1088 halaman
...drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow, 340 But with all Heaven t' himself; that day will break as gone ; nd I can banquet like a beast of prey, alien and lonely, couching in the caldron simmers. XLIV I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1905 - 1092 halaman
...drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow, 340 But with all Heaven t' himself; that day will break as Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced to borrow That...candlelight which glimmers Where reeking .London's smoky caldron simmers. XLIV I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a... | |
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I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in, That not a single accent... 
