 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1825 - 916 oldal
...That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky caldron simmers. XIJV. 1 love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which...Like our harsh northern whistling, grunting guttural, I like the women too (forgive my fo From the rich peasant-cheek of rudJy bronze, And large black eyes... | |
 | 1825 - 878 oldal
...Italian. The sweet melody of this language, which Byron happily, but rather ludicrously, describes as -that soft bastard Latin Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, seems to have been intended by Nature to supply the deficiency in thought and in strength of mind,... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1826 - 466 oldal
...glimmers Where reeking London's smoky canldron simmers. XLIV. I love the language, that soft hastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth,...Like our 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),... | |
 | George Gordon Noël Byron - 1826 - 804 oldal
...forced to borrow That sort of farthing-candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's su/nk\ cauldron I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which...liquids gliding all so pat in. That not a single accent seem* uncouth, Like our harsh northern whistling, Krnnting guttural, Which we're obliged to hiss, and... | |
 | Thomas Hosmer Shepherd - 1827 - 696 oldal
...architecture only, as the noble author of Childe Harold does of their language, when he calls it " that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from...With syllables which breathe of the sweet south." So of their architecture I adapt another quotation from the same illustrious bard, and you may see... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1827 - 888 oldal
...\Vlnrh iiiflis like kisses from a female mould, And -omuls as if it should he writ on satin, Willi syllables which breathe of the sweet south, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in, That tiot a single accent seems uncouth, like our harsh northern whistling, grunting guttural, Which we... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1828 - 780 oldal
...love the language, that soft bastard F,aliu, Which melts like kisses from a female mouib, And sound* as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which...the sweet south, And gentle liquids gliding all so pal in, That not a single accent seems uncouth, Like our harsh northern whistling, grunting guttural,... | |
 | 1828 - 198 oldal
...language, when he calls it " that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female month, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet south." So of their architecture I adapt another quotation from the same illustrious bard, and you may see... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1828 - 780 oldal
...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 oldal
...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... | |
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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... 
