A Sequel to Don Juan — page 37: what you’re looking at

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28 | A SEQUEL TO LAVII. Our travellers entered London at midnight— Up Piccadilly quick the carriage flew: The windows of the mansions glowed with light, And the soft strains of music echoed through. Deep was the melancholy which in spite Of his attempts to smile, o’er Juan grew ; For that delicious music brought to mind The sweet society he’d left behind. ¥ LX VIII. How lovely in the deep midnight to hear The distant sounds of music echoing, When zephyr wafts the numbers to the ear In sportive play upon his gentle wing ! The scenes which to the bosom are most dear, Back to the memory does that music bring : To me it is a melancholy pleasure, When Love dictates and Beauty forms the measure ! LXIX. 'T was midnight ; and the beam of Cynthia shone In company with many a lovely star, | Steeping in silver the huge Babylon, _ Whose countless habitations stretch afar, Plain, valley, hill, and river’s bank upon, And in whose mighty heart all interests jar-— O sovereign city of a thousand towers, What vice is cradled in thy princely bowers ° COMIC OOS .6OhN