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...chariots raged." The following is from Byron : — " I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables that breathe of the sweet south, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in, That not a single accent...