A Sequel to Don Juan — page 125: what you’re looking at

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116 A SEQUEL To CXVII. Juan lost a few guineas and withdrew Disgusted to his couch—his bosom swelling With indignation at the greedy crew Who made more wretched a most wretched dwelling. Besides, his vile position—strange and new— Soon set his really noble soul rebelling Against the adverse destiny which sent Him to seek safety in that tenement. CX VIII Some weeks passed thus—and as time onward rolled, And none sought to intrude on his retreat, Our hero in his rambles grew more bold ja But still he ventured not where he might meet ‘hose West-End friends who robbed him of his gold. _?’T was on the southern side of London’s seat He wandered, ’spite of February’s snows, Pondering ever on his much-loved Rose. CXIX. ‘Twas down the Old Kent Road one morn he went, After a night of agitated slumber : Dark clouds were gathered o’er the firmament ; The piles of snow seemed heaped up to encumber The road along whose path his steps were bent ;— All Nature wore an aspect drear and sombre ; Even the snow had lost its usual whiteness, - For heaven sent forth not one ray of brightness. Gomichbooks.com