CXXXIX.

With which I still can harp, and carp, and fiddle.

What further hath befallen or may befall

The hero of this grand poetic riddle,

I by and by may tell you, if at all:

But now I choose to break off in the middle,

Worn out with battering Ismail's stubborn wall,

While Juan is sent off with the despatch,

For which all Petersburgh is on the watch.

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