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e first Canto (a long one, of about 180 octaves) of a poem in the style and manner of 'Beppo', encouraged by the good success of the same. It is called 'Don Juan', and is meant to be a little quietly facetious upon every thing. But I doubt whether it is not--at least, as far as it has yet gone--too free for these very modest days. However, I shall try the experiment, anonymously, and if it don't take, it will be discontinued. It is dedicated to S * * in good, simple, savage verse, upon the * * * *'s politics, and the way he got them. But the bore of copying it out is intolerable; and if I had an amanuensis he would be of no use, as my writing is so difficult to decipher. "My poem's Epic, and is meant to be Divided in twelve books, each book containing With love and war, a heavy gale at sea-- A list of ships, and captains, and kings reigning-- New characters, &c. &c. The above are two stanzas, which I send you as a brick of my Babel, and by which you can judge of the texture of the structure. "In writing the Life of Sheridan, never mind the angry lies of the humbug Whigs. Recollect that he was an Irishman and a clever fellow, and that we have had some very pleasant days with him. Don't forget that he was at school at Harrow, where, in my time, we used to show his name--R.B. Sheridan, 1765,--as an honour to the walls. Remember * *. Depend upon it that there were worse folks going, of that gang, than ever Sheridan was. "What did Parr mean by 'haughtiness and coldness?' I listened to him with admiring ignorance, and respectful silence. What more could a talker for fame have?--they don't like to be answered. It was at Payne Knight's I met him, where he gave me more Greek than I could carry away. But I certainly meant to (and _did_) treat him with the most respectful deference. "I wish you a good night, with a Venetian benediction, 'Benedetto te, e la terra che ti fara!'--'May you be blessed, and the _earth_ which you will _make_!'--is it not pretty? You would think it still prettier if you had heard it, as I did two hours ago, from the lips of a Venetian girl, with large black eyes, a face like Faustina's, and the figure of a Juno--tall and energetic as a Pythoness, with eyes flashing, and her dark hair streaming in th
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