Don Juan 05-136 ~ 140
Don Juan 05-136
Canto the Fifth
A vulgar tempest 't were to a typhoon
     To match a common fury with her rage,
And yet she did not want to reach the moon,
     Like moderate Hotspur on the immortal page;
Her anger pitch'd into a lower tune,
     Perhaps the fault of her soft sex and age --
Her wish was but to "kill, kill, kill," like Lear's,
And then her thirst of blood was quench'd in tears.
Don Juan 05-137
Canto the Fifth
A storm it raged, and like the storm it pass'd,
     Pass'd without words -- in fact she could not speak;
And then her sex's shame broke in at last,
     A sentiment till then in her but weak,
But now it flow'd in natural and fast,
     As water through an unexpected leak;
For she felt humbled -- and humiliation
Is sometimes good for people in her station
Don Juan 05-138
Canto the Fifth
It teaches them that they are flesh and blood,
     It also gently hints to them that others,
Although of clay, are yet not quite of mud;
     That urns and pipkins are but fragile brothers,
And works of the same pottery, bad or good,
     Though not all born of the same sires and mothers:
It teaches -- Heaven knows only what it teaches,
But sometimes it may mend, and often reaches.
Don Juan 05-139
Canto the Fifth
Her first thought was to cut off Juan's head;
     Her second, to cut only his -- acquaintance;
Her third, to ask him where he had been bred;
     Her fourth, to rally him into repentance;
Her fifth, to call her maids and go to bed;
     Her sixth, to stab herself; her seventh, to sentence
The lash to Baba: -- but her grand resource
Was to sit down again, and cry of course.
Don Juan 05-140
Canto the Fifth

She thought to stab herself, but then she had
     The dagger close at hand, which made it awkward;
For Eastern stays are little made to pad,
     So that a poniard pierces if 't is stuck hard:
She thought of killing Juan -- but, poor lad!
     Though he deserved it well for being so backward,
The cutting off his head was not the art
Most likely to attain her aim -- his heart.
George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824)