Don Juan 01-134
Canto the First

CXXXIV

What then--I do not know, no more do you-
     And so good night.-Return we to our story:
'T was in November, when fine days are few,
     And the far mountains wax a little hoary,
And clap a white cape on their mantles blue;
     And the sea dashes round the promontory,
And the loud breaker boils against the rock,
And sober suns must set at five o'clock.

George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824) ByronLong
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