Don Juan 01-184
Canto the First

CLXXXIV

Dire was the scuffle, and out went the light;
     Antonia cried out "Rape!" and Julia "Fire!"
But not a servant stirr'd to aid the fight.
     Alfonso, pommell'd to his heart's desire,
Swore lustily he'd be revenged this night;
     And Juan, too, blasphemed an octave higher;
His blood was up: though young, he was a Tartar,
And not at all disposed to prove a martyr.

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