Читать книгу Don Juan (With Byron's Biography) - Lord Byron - Страница 456

And now 't was done—on the lone shore were plighted

Their hearts; the stars, their nuptial torches, shed

Beauty upon the beautiful they lighted:

Ocean their witness, and the cave their bed,

By their own feelings hallowed and united,

Their priest was Solitude, and they were wed:CE

And they were happy—for to their young eyes

Each was an angel, and earth Paradise.