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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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History of English Literature, Volume 2

Hippolyte Taine - 1871
...Moore, Venice, March 25, 1817. • Jtid. ir. 279 ; Letter to Murray, Ravenna, Feb. 7, 1820. I loye the language, that soft bastard Latin, "Which melts like kisses from a female month, Which sounds ns if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And...
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English Grammar: The English Language in Its Elements and Forms, with a ...

William Chauncey Fowler - 1873 - 796 pagina’s
...in the termination of words. Thus Lord Byron compliments the Italian in comparison with our own : '" I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, \n& sounds as if it should be writ on satin With syllables that breathe of the sweet South,...
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The Poetical Works of Lord Byron, Volume 7,Deel 1

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1873
...farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. I love the langnage, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female month, And sonnds as if it shonld be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet Sonth, And gentle...
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The Poetical Works of Lord Byron, Volume 7

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1873
...sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. I love tlie 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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Ruling the roast, Volume 1

lady Emma Carolina Wood - 1874
...rubbish." " Did you learn to speak French and Italian when you were abroad ? " " Yes, a little. I like the language— that soft bastard Latin, which melts like kisses from a female mouth. But when in Italy I devoted my time to painting. The very land of art, music and poetry or painting,...
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History of English Literature, Volume 2

Hippolyte Taine - 1874
...Moore, Venice, March 25, 1S17. • Ibid. iv. 279 ; Letter to Murray, Ravenna, Feb. 7, 1820. I lore the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, Which sounds as if it should be writ on satin. With syllables which breathe of the sweet South,...
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The poetical works of ... Goronwy Owen, with his life and ..., Volume 1

Goronwy Owen - 1876
...— "I love the language, too, 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...
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The Poetical Works of the Rev. Goronwy Owen (Goronwy Ddu O Fon ..., Volume 1

Goronwy Owen - 1876
...— "I love the language, too, 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...
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The Ohio Educational Monthly and the National Teacher: A Journal ..., Volume 26

1877
...shall we refrain from using the language which is praised in the following stanza from Byron's Beppo: " 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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Poems of Places: Italy

1877
...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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