 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 59geredigeerd door - 1818Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854 - 320 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,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1104 pagina’s
...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 fournie muuth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1126 pagina’s
...ТЫ sort of {«ruling candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. XLIV. as shriek it from their caves ; The scroll» of Enoch prophesied it long I n female mouth, And sounds as if it should he writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1855 - 410 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,... | |
 | William Chauncey Fowler - 1855 - 786 pagina’s
...own : " 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 that breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in That not a single accent... | |
 | Henry Pitman - 1316 pagina’s
...left England and drew a spiteful comparison of it with the Italian: — " I like that langnagc, the soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female month, And -omuls ns if it should be writ on satin. With syllables that breathe of the sweet south; And gentle... | |
 | 1856 - 412 pagina’s
...tengue: " I love the language that soft bastard Latin, That flows like liquid music from the mouth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables that, breath« of the sweet south. And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in, That not a single accent... | |
 | Manuel Martínez de Morentín - 1859 - 116 pagina’s
...indifferent ear of the Zouaves on the one hand, or the defective taste of the Austrians on the other. 2 " 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,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1859 - 914 pagina’s
...That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. XLIV. A lower Valley in ihe Alps A Cataract.1 Enter MANFRED. It is not noon — the sunb mouth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South,... | |
 | Auguste Boullier - 1864 - 388 pagina’s
...travail écrit sur le dialecte sarde. (2) Expressions de lord Byron en parlant de l'italien : Y love thé 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 thé sweet south... | |
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