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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... "
The Northern star, or, Yorkshire magazine - Pagina 141
geredigeerd door - 1818
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Select Works of the Right Honourable Lord Byron: In Two Volumes, Volume 2

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1823
...borrow That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. 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,...
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The Beauties of Byron,: Consisting of Selections from His Works

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Alfred Howard - 1824 - 212 pagina’s
...borrow That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. 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,...
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The complete works of lord Byron with a biogr. and critical ..., Volumes 3-4

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825
...That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. XIJV. 1 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,...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Complete in One Volume

George Gordon NoŽl Byron - 1826 - 776 pagina’s
...forced to borrow That sort of farthing-candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's su/nk\ cauldron ar: Tmnboargi ! thy 'larnni gives promise of war. \ v mountain* , that sec us desce mouth. And sounds as if it should be writ on satin. With syllables which breathe of the sweet South,...
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The Works of Lord Byron: Including the Suppressed Poems. Complete in One Volume

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 718 pagina’s
...sort of farthing-candle light, which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. XLIV. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, Aud sounds as if it should be writ on satin, Wilb syllables which breathe of the sweet soulh,...
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The works of lord Byron, Volume 1

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1829
...borrow That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. 1 love the language, that soft bastard. Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, And sounds as if it should be wiit on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South,...
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The Giaour. The corsair. Lara. The bride of Abydos. Siege of Corinth ...

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1831
...borrow That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. '. love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, x^ Vnd sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South,...
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The Complete Works of Lord Byron: Including His Suppressed Poems ..., Volume 1

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832
...sort of farthing-candle light, which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. XLIV. 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,...
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Childe Harold's pilgrimage, The giaour, The siege of Corinth [and other poems].

George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832
...drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow, But with all heaven t'- himself; that day will break as XLIV. 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,...
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The Works of Lord Byron: With His Letters and Journals,

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1833
...That sort of farthing 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 female mouth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South,...
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