A Sequel to Don Juan — page 224: what you’re looking at

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DON JUAN. 215 XX VIII. The lady’s supplication ceased ;—but she Gazed on th’ Accuser’s face, as the young lamb Looks upward to its butcher timidly. He answered, “‘ Damsel, thinkest thou I am Possessed of power to alter the decree Of those who raised yon sacred oriflamme, Which, Freedom’s symbol, waves its ample wing's Over the halls of France’s forty Kings ?’’— X XIX. ‘¢ Yes—thou hast power to pardon and to kill: Thy words the council’s resolution sway. This youth’s existence hangs upon thy will— Thy pleasure pardons, or thy mandates slay. But thou woulds’t not inflict this grievous ill : Ere now I marked a beam of pity play Upon thy countenance. Oh! to my heart Let not that beam delusive hopes impart ?”’— XXX. <‘ Maiden, thou pleadest well the cause of one Doubtless to thee as dear as in his cell _ Unto the captive is the glorious sun, Or to the Arab wanderer the well. Sooth, I could love thee, too, as he has done, And would risk honours, fame, and wealth to dwell In thy sweet memory :—’twere e’en worth while A life to give for one day of thy smile. COMmicloOoks. conn