 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 pages
...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, And genlle... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1829 - 478 pages
...borrow That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. 1 love the language, that soft bastard. Latin, Which...from a female mouth, And sounds as if it should be wiit on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1831 - 442 pages
...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, knd... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1832 - 488 pages
...sort of farthing-candle light, which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky cauldron simmers. XLIV. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which...harsh northern whistling, grunting guttural, Which we 're obliged to hiss and spit, and sputter all. XLV. I like the women too (forgive my folly), From... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1832 - 488 pages
...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...harsh northern whistling, grunting guttural, Which we 're obliged to hiss and spit, and sputter all. XLV. I like the women too (forgive my folly), prom... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1833 - 354 pages
...That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. XLIV. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which...we're obliged to hiss, and spit, and sputter all. XLII. . XLV. I like the women too (forgive my folly), From the rich peasant cheek of ruddy bronze,... | |
 | 1833 - 536 pages
...of Childe Harold does of their language, when he calls it " that «oft bastard Latin, Which mi'lts like kisses from a female mouth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllable« which breathe of the sweet south." So of their architecture I adapt another quotation from... | |
 | 1859 - 980 pages
...kisses from a femal* moatli, And sounds as though it should be writ on satin 1859.1 « • . 248 [APRIL With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And...Which we're obliged to hiss and spit and sputter all." Another peculiarity of utterance which obtains mostly at the North, and is indeed an anglicism or rather,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1836 - 354 pages
...That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. XLIV. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which...we're obliged to hiss, and spit, and sputter all. XLII. XLV. I like the women too (forgive my folly), From the rich peasant cheek of ruddy bronze, (!... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1837 - 480 pages
...That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. XL1V. I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which...northern whistling grunting guttural, Which we're obliged tohiss, and spit, and sputter all. XLV. I like the women too (forgive my folly), From the rich peasant... | |
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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... 
