 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 стор.
....sorrow, But with all heaven t' himself; that day will break as Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced tu borrow That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. XL1V. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1841 - 998 стор.
...A drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow, But with all heaven t' himself; that day will break as ece, thy living page. Attest it many a deathless age! \\ liilr caldron simmers. XLIV. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1842 - 866 стор.
...drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow. But with all Heaven f himself ; that day will break as ' Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced to borrow That...candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmer». x XLIV. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from... | |
 | 1893 - 844 стор.
...A drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow. But with all heaven and himself that day will break as Beauteous, as cloudless, nor be forced to borrow That...sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where rcoking London's smoky cauldron simmers. Kind regards to Mama & remembrances to Frere Richard. Dieu... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1846 - 1068 стор.
...A drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow, But with all heaven t' himself; lhat day will break as Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced to borrow That sort of farthing candlelighl which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. i XLIV. I love Ihe language,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1847 - 356 стор.
...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...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... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1847 - 880 стор.
...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...candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. XLT7. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melfcs like kisses from... | |
 | Charles V. Kraitsir - 1852 - 252 стор.
...useless rags on Latin words, diphthongizes so many * BYRON, so Anglo-Saxon in his style, says: * " I love the language that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses in a female mouth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables that breathe of the... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1854 - 1126 стор.
...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...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... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1854 - 320 стор.
...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...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... | |
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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... 
