That soft bastard Latin,

Which melts like kisses from a female mouth.

Beppo. Stanza 44.

Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes,

Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.

Beppo. Stanza 45.

O Mirth and Innocence! O milk and water!

Ye happy mixtures of more happy days.

Beppo. Stanza 80.

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