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PON JUAN.

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Tims •would lie while his lonely hours awayDissatisfied, nor knowing what he wanted;

Nor glowing reverie, nor poet’s lay,

Could yield his spirit that for which it panted,A bosom whereon he his head might lay,

And hear the heartbeat with the love it granted,

With-several other things, which I forget,

Or which, at least, I need not mention yet.

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Those lonely walks, and lengthening reveries,

Could not escape the gentle Julia’s eyes,

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Slic saw that Juan not at liis ease;

But that which chiefly may, and must snrpi' sc ,Is , that the Donna Inez did not teaseHer only son with question or surmise;Whether it. was she did not see, or would not,Or, like all very clever people, could not.