A Sequel to Don Juan — page 99: what you’re looking at

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90 A SEQUEL TO XLV. He traversed several passages—he went Backwards and forwards, but in vain essayed To find the means of exit :—thus he spent Ten minutes in the fruitless search he made. At last the sounds of distant footsteps lent Wings to his feet ;—he knew not where he strayed, But anxious that the husband should not find him, Rushed in a room, and locked the door behind him. XLVI. The Gods are sometimes favourable to lovers, Although of their misfortunes they appear In general to be the grand prime-movers ;— And yet, upon reflection, I’m not clear That of ten cuckolds more than one discovers Horns to be his appropriate head-gear.— But be all this just as it may or might, Juan was in a devil of a fright. XLVII. There was a rush-light in the room—and more, There was a bed—and from the bed arouse A voice of terror when the chamber-door Was shut so suddenly,—and the bed-clothes Were drawn in agony of terror o’er The eyes which in the bed had sought repose ; But Juan now no longer was afraid— The voice was that of the young lady’s—maid ! COPMICLOOKS. CONN