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don juan-第82章

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But such small licences must lovers brook;
Mere freedoms of the female corporation。
Woe to the man who ventures a rebuke!
'T will but precipitate a situation
Extremely disagreeable; but mon
To calculators when they count on woman。

The circle smiled; then whisper'd; and then sneer'd;
The Misses bridled; and the matrons frown'd;
Some hoped things might not turn out as they fear'd;
Some would not deem such women could be found;
Some ne'er believed one half of what they heard;
Some look'd perplex'd; and others look'd profound;
And several pitied with sincere regret
Poor Lord Augustus Fitz…Plantagenet。

But what is odd; none ever named the duke;
Who; one might think; was something in the affair;
True; he was absent; and; 't was rumour'd; took
But small concern about the when; or where;
Or what his consort did: if he could brook
Her gaieties; none had a right to stare:
Theirs was that best of unions; past all doubt;
Which never meets; and therefore can't fall out。

But; oh! that I should ever pen so sad a line!
Fired with an abstract love of virtue; she;
My Dian of the Ephesians; Lady Adeline;
Began to think the duchess' conduct free;
Regretting much that she had chosen so bad a line;
And waxing chiller in her courtesy;
Look'd grave and pale to see her friend's fragility;
For which most friends reserve their sensibility。

There 's nought in this bad world like sympathy:
'T is so being to the soul and face;
Sets to soft music the harmonious sigh;
And robes sweet friendship in a Brussels lace。
Without a friend; what were humanity;
To hunt our errors up with a good grace?
Consoling us with… 'Would you had thought twice!
Ah; if you had but follow'd my advice!'

O job! you had two friends: one 's quite enough;
Especially when we are ill at ease;
They are but bad pilots when the weather 's rough;
Doctors less famous for their cures than fees。
Let no man grumble when his friends fall off;
As they will do like leaves at the first breeze:
When your affairs e round; one way or t' other;
Go to the coffee…house; and take another。

But this is not my maxim: had it been;
Some heart…aches had been spared me: yet I care not…
I would not be a tortoise in his screen
Of stubborn shell; which waves and weather wear not。
'T is better on the whole to have felt and seen
That which humanity may bear; or bear not:
'T will teach discernment to the sensitive;
And not to pour their ocean in a sieve。

Of all the horrid; hideous notes of woe;
Sadder than owl…songs or the midnight blast;
Is that portentous phrase; 'I told you so;'
Utter'd by friends; those prophets of the past;
Who; 'stead of saying what you now should do;
Own they foresaw that you would fall at last;
And solace your slight lapse 'gainst 'bonos mores;'
With a long memorandum of old stories。

The Lady Adeline's serene severity
Was not confined to feeling for her friend;
Whose fame she rather doubted with posterity;
Unless her habits should begin to mend:
But Juan also shared in her austerity;
But mix'd with pity; pure as e'er was penn'd:
His inexperience moved her gentle ruth;
And (as her junior by six weeks) his youth。

These forty days' advantage of her years…
And hers were those which can face calculation;
Boldly referring to the list of peers
And noble births; nor dread the enumeration…
Gave her a right to have maternal fears
For a young gentleman's fit education;
Though she was far from that leap year; whose leap;
In female dates; strikes Time all of a heap。

This may be fix'd at somewhere before thirty…
Say seven…and…twenty; for I never knew
The strictest in chronology and virtue
Advance beyond; while they could pass for new。
O Time! why dost not pause? Thy scythe; so dirty
With rust; should surely cease to hack and hew。
Reset it; shave more smoothly; also slower;
If but to keep thy credit as a mower。

But Adeline was far from that ripe age;
Whose ripeness is but bitter at the best:
'T was rather her experience made her sage;
For she had seen the world and stood its test;
As I have said in… I forget what page;
My Muse despises reference; as you have guess'd
By this time;… but strike six from seven…and…twenty;
And you will find her sum of years in plenty。

At sixteen she came out; presented; vaunted;
She put all coronets into motion:
At seventeen; too; the world was still enchanted
With the new Venus of their brilliant ocean:
At eighteen; though below her feet still panted
A hecatomb of suitors with devotion;
She had consented to create again
That Adam; call'd 'The happiest of men。'

Since then she had sparkled through three glowing winters;
Admired; adored; but also so correct;
That she had puzzled all the acutest hinters;
Without the apparel of being circumspect:
They could not even glean the slightest splinters
From off the marble; which had no defect。
She had also snatch'd a moment since her marriage
To bear a son and heir… and one miscarriage。

Fondly the wheeling fire…flies flew around her;
Those little glitterers of the London night;
But none of these possess'd a sting to wound her…
She was a pitch beyond a coxb's flight。
Perhaps she wish'd an aspirant profounder;
But whatsoe'er she wish'd; she acted right;
And whether coldness; pride; or virtue dignify
A woman; so she 's good; what does it signify?

I hate a motive; like a lingering bottle
Which with the landlord makes too long a stand;
Leaving all…claretless the unmoisten'd throttle;
Especially with politics on hand;
I hate it; as I hate a drove of cattle;
Who whirl the dust as simooms whirl the sand;
I hate it; as I hate an argument;
A laureate's ode; or servile peer's 'content。'

'T is sad to hack into the roots of things;
They are so much intertwisted with the earth;
So that the branch a goodly verdure flings;
I reck not if an acorn gave it birth。
To trace all actions to their secret springs
Would make indeed some melancholy mirth;
But this is not at present my concern;
And I refer you to wise Oxenstiern。

With the kind view of saving an eclat;
Both to the duchess and diplomatist;
The Lady Adeline; as soon 's she saw
That Juan was unlikely to resist
(For foreigners don't know that a faux pas
In England ranks quite on a different list
From those of other lands unblest with juries;
Whose verdict for such sin a certain cure is);…

The Lady Adeline resolved to take
Such measures as she thought might best impede
The farther progress of this sad mistake。
She thought with some simplicity indeed;
But innocence is bold even at the stake;
And simple in the world; and doth not need
Nor use those palisades by dames erected;
Whose virtue lies in never being detected。

It was not that she fear'd the very worst:
His Grace was an enduring; married man;
And was not likely all at once to burst
Into a scene; and swell the clients' clan
Of Doctors' mons: but she dreaded first
The magic of her Grace's talisman;
And next a quarrel (as he seem'd to fret)
With Lord Augustus Fitz…Plantagenet。

Her Grace; too; pass'd for being an intrigante;
And somewhat mechante in her amorous sphere;
One of those pretty; precious plagues; which haunt
A lover with caprices soft and dear;
That lik
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