Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner.[560:2]
Don Juan. Canto xiii. Stanza 99.
'T is strange, but true; for truth is always strange,—
Stranger than fiction.
Don Juan. Canto xiv. Stanza 101.
The Devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice,
An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.
Don Juan. Canto xv. Stanza 13.
A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded,
A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.