 | Arthur Jewitt - 1818 - 336 страници
...style ! " I love the language that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female month, 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 seems uncouth, Like onr harsh northern... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1818 - 70 страници
...candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. XLIV. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from...satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding alt so pat in, That not a single accent seems uncouth, Like our harsh northern... | |
 | 1818 - 590 страници
...farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. * I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from...satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in, That not a single accent seems uncouth, Like our harsh northern... | |
 | 1818 - 628 страници
...farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. " I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from...satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in, That not a single accent seems uncouth, Like our harsh northern... | |
 | 1818 - 638 страници
...simmers. й I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female month, 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 seems uncouth, Like our harsh northern... | |
 | 1818 - 502 страници
...XLI. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, W h.ch melts li ke kisses frnm a female month, ArM 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 seems uncouth, • ** Cortejo" is... | |
 | 1818 - 428 страници
...love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, And sounds a* 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 seems uncouth. Like our harsh northern... | |
 | 1819 - 884 страници
...candlelight, which glimmers, Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers, . ','r\ I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, • "Which melts like kisses...satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in, ' That not a single accent seems uncouth, Like our harsh... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 страници
...candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers, XLIV. I love the language , that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from...satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding all sa pat in, That not a single accent seems uncouth, Like our harsh northern... | |
 | 1819 - 950 страници
...reeking London's smoky cauldron simmer«. I Inte the language, that soft, bastard Latin, Which mel'sUKe kisses from a female mouth, And sounds as if it should...satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, Aid gentle liquids gliding all so pat in That not a single accent seems uncouth. bk: our hanh northern... | |
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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... 
