A Sequel to Don Juan — page 238: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

DON JUAN... 2229 LXIX, And thou too, Silence—handmaid of desire, Mysterious influence that stealeth o’er © The soul, like the soft music of a lyre, Or ocean’s gentle murmur on the shore,— - Thou that doth hopes and fairy dreams inspire, And aid imagination’s wings to soar To realms of glory,—thou too didst maintain ~ In that apartment thy secluded reign ! LXX. A slight repast was served—and Fouquier ate _ In silence—and his eager eye kept moving Quickly between the lady and his plate,— ‘T were hard to say which glance appeared more loving! And she seemed inwardly to meditate, a While o’er her charms. his lustful looks were roving : But not a single morsel passed her lip— Nor deigned she of the generous wine to sip. — LXXI. An hour was spent—and not a syllable Broke that strange silence. Had some Genius cast, In mercy, ‘on them both some magic spell ?— Suddenly o’er th’ Accuser’s face there passed A gleam—’twere hard to say of heaven or hell, Until he spoke ;—and then, while tears fell fast Over her cheeks, like rain upon the peach, To her astonished ears thus flowed his speech :— COMmiclboOoks. conn