Chapter 1743 of 1964 · 71 words · ~1 min read

XIII.

They are wrong--that's not the way to set about it; As, if they told the truth, could well be shown. But, right or wrong, Don Juan was without it; In fact, his manner was his own alone: Sincere he was--at least you could not doubt it, In listening merely to his voice's tone. The Devil hath not in all his quiver's choice An arrow for the Heart like a sweet voice.