beppo a venetian story

The Age of Bronze is a third edition. Baron George Gordon Byron Byron. Of all the places where the Carnival Was most facetious in the days of yore, For dance, and song, and serenade, and ball, And Masque, and Mime, and Mystery, and more Than I have time to tell now, or at all, Venice the bell from every city bore, And at the moment when I fix my story, That Sea-born City was in all her Glory. Beppo marks Byron's first attempt at writing using the Italian ottava rima metre, which emphasized satiric digression. As they are enjoying the feasting and dancing, they notice a Turk staring and staring at them. XCVII.They reach'd the Island, he transferr'd his lading And self and live stock to another bottom, And pass'd for a true Turkey-Merchant, trading With goods of various names--but I've forgot 'em. Italian Beauty! (p. [4] at front) is blank.Publisher's advertisements: p. [1] at end."T. Kentfield. Love in life! For fear You should not, I'll describe it you exactly: 'Tis a long cover'd boat that's common here, Carved at the prow, built lightly, but compactly, Row'd by two rowers, each call'd 'Gondolier,' It glides along the water looking blackly, Just like a Coffin clapt in a Canoe, Where none can make out what you say or do. Beppo, A Venetian Story poem by George Gordon Byron. Laura rejoins Beppo and befriends the Count. With any other women did you wive? Beppo, monkey in DC Comics "Beppo: A Venetian Story," poem by Lord Byron Buca di Beppo, Italian restaurant chain Pop Culture References for the name Beppo Please add to or correct the information provided by other members of the Nameberry community. Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron, 1788-1824. This Story slips for ever through my fingers, Because, just as the Stanza likes to make it, It needs must be, and so it rather lingers: This form of verse began, I can't well break it, But must keep time and tune like public Singers; But if I once get through my present measure, I'll take another when I'm at leisure. Create lists, bibliographies and reviews: or Search WorldCat. Till Beppo should return from his long cruise, And bid once more her faithful heart rejoice, A Man some women like, and yet abuse-- A Coxcomb was he by the public voice; A Count of wealth, they said, as well as quality, And (in his pleasures) of great liberality. XV. Not very surprisingly, he will turn out to be her lost spouse. XXXI.And then he was A Count, and then he knew Music, and dancing, fiddling, French and Tuscan; The last not easy, be it known to you. Oh! I've seen some balls and revels in my time, And stay'd them over for some silly reason; And then I look'd (I hope it was no crime) To see what lady best stood out the Season; And though I've seen some thousands in their prime, Lovely and pleasing, and who still may please on, I never saw but One (the stars withdrawn) Whose bloom could, after dancing, dare the dawn. Beppo (Byron, versions). V.But saving this, you may put on whate'er You like by way of doublet, cape, or cloak, Such as in Monmouth Street, or in Rag Fair, Would rig you out in Seriousness or Joke; And even in Italy such places are With prettier name in softer accents spoke, For, bating Covent Garden, I can hit on No place that's called 'Piazza' in Great Britain. They say you eat no pork. XCVI.Himself, and much (Heaven knows how gotten!) Cf. those cursed gondoliers had got Just in the very place where they should not. 'For fear, like Banquo's kings, they reach a score. With a Vice-husband, chiefly to protect her. Publication date. From the rich peasant cheek of ruddy bronze, And large black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high Dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild and liquid Glance, Heart on her lips, and Soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and Sunny as her skies. Are you not sensible 'twas very wrong? Abstract. XXXVII.The word was formerly a 'Cicisbeo,' But that is now grown vulgar and indecent; The Spaniards call the person a 'Cortejo,'For the same Mode subsists in Spain, though recent; In short, it reaches from the Po to Teio, And may perhaps at last be o'er the Sea sent; But Heaven preserve Old England from such courses! Publisher. Bless me! The moment Night with dusky mantle covers The skies (and the more duskily the better), The Time--less liked by husbands than by lovers-- Begins, and Prudery flings aside her fetter, And Gaiety on restless tiptoe hovers, Giggling with all the Gallants who beset her; And there are Songs and quavers, roaring, humming, Guitars, and every other sort of strumming. 'Sir' (quoth the Turk), ''tis no mistake at all: LXXXIX. I said that like a picture by Giorgione Venetian women were, and so they are, Particularly seen from a balcony (For Beauty's sometimes best set off afar) And there, just like a heroine of Goldoni, They peep from out the blind, or o'er the bar; And truth to say they're mostly very pretty, And rather like to show it, more's the Pity! After the three pleasantly discuss the amatory triangle, the husband and wife reunite, and Beppo befriends the count. She rules the present, past, and all to be yet; She gives us luck in lotteries, love, and marriage; I cannot say that she’s done much for me yet, Not that I mean her bounties to disparage-- We've not yet closed accounts--and we shall see yet How much she'll make amends for past miscarriage. London, John Murray. XCI. LXXIII.No solemn Antique gentleman of rhyme, Who, having angled all his life for Fame And getting but a nibble at a time, Still fussily keeps fishing on, the same Small 'Triton of the Minnows,' the sublime Of mediocrity, the furious tame, The echo’s Echo, usher of the School Of female Wits, boy bards--in short, a fool! LXVII.Meantime, while she was thus at others gazing, Others were leveling their looks at her; She heard the Men's half-whisper'd mode of praising, And, till ’twas done, determined not to stir; The women only thought it quite amazing That, at her time of Life, so many were Admirers still--but Men are so debased, Those brazen creatures always suit their taste. LXXXIV.The name of this Aurora I'll not mention, Although I might, for She was nought to me More than that patent work of God's invention, A charming woman, whom we like to see; But writing names would merit reprehension, Yet if you like to find out this fair She, At the next London or Parisian ball You still may mark her cheek, out-blooming all. A few months later, he began work on "Beppo", and in it he tried to capture something of the flavour of his Venetian life, and something of the personality he had described to Moore. LXXIX. XXXIII.He patronised the Improvisatori, Nay, could himself extemporise some stanzas; Wrote rhymes, sang songs, could also tell a story, Sold pictures, and was skilful in the dance as Italians can be--though in this their glory Must surely yield the palm to that which France has; In short, he was a perfect Cavaliero, And to his very Valet seem'd a Hero. [In verse. In these sad centuries of sin and slaughter, Abominable Man no more allays His thirst with such pure beverage. XIV. There is no comment submitted by members.. © Poems are the property of their respective owners. III. n.d. She was a married woman; 'tis convenient, Because in Christian countries 'tis a rule To view their little slips with eyes more lenient; Whereas if single ladies play the fool (Unless within the period intervenient A well-timed wedding makes the scandal cool), I don't know how they ever can get over it, Except they manage never to discover it. XCV. LXXV.One hates an Author that's all Author, fellows In foolscap uniforms turn'd up with ink, So very anxious, clever, fine, and jealous, One don't know what to say to them, or think, Unless to puff them with a pair of Bellows; Of Coxcombry's worst Coxcombs e'en the pink Are preferable to these shreds of paper, These unquench'd snufflings of the midnight taper. A fourth's so pale she fears she's going to faint, A fifth's look's vulgar, dowdyish, and suburban, A sixth's white silk has got a yellow taint, A seventh's thin Muslin surely will be her bane, And lo! Ye happy mixtures of more happy days! He was a Critic upon Operas, too, And knew all niceties of the sock and buskin; And no Venetian audience could endure a Song, scene, or air, when he cried 'Seccatura! They enter'd, and for coffee call'd; it came, A beverage for Turks and Christians both, Although the way they make it's not the same. The Siege of Corinth... has with the two pages of advertisements, three pages of notes following Corinth and one page of notes following Parisina as called for. By 1788-1824. XXIII.Laura was blooming still, had made the best Of Time, and Time return'd the compliment, And treated her genteelly, so that, 'drest, She look'd extremely well where'er she went; A pretty woman is a welcome guest, And Laura's brow a frown had rarely bent; Indeed, she shone all Smiles, and seem'd to flatter Mankind with her black eyes for looking at her. Advanced embedding details, examples, and help! XLIV.I love the language, that soft bastard Latin, Which melts like kisses from a female mouth, And sounds as if it should be writ on satin, With syllables which breathe of the sweet South, And gentle liquids gliding all so pat in That not a single accent seems uncouth--Like our harsh Northern whistling, grunting guttural, Which we're obliged to hiss, and spit, and sputter all. LI.Oh that I had the art of easy writing What should be easy reading! XX. LXIX.While Laura thus was seen, and seeing, smiling, Talking, she knew not why, and cared not what, So that her female friends, with envy broiling, Beheld her airs and triumph, and all that, And well-dress'd males still kept before her filing, And passing bow'd and mingled with her chat; More than the rest, one person seem'd to stare With pertinacity that's rather rare. The story Byron tells is slight. Which means that I like all and every thing. LVI.It was the Carnival, as I have said Some six and thirty stanzas back, and so Laura the usual preparations made, Which you do when your mind's made up to go To-night to Mrs. Boehm's Masquerade, Spectator, or Partaker in the show; The only difference known between the cases Is here, we have six weeks of 'varnish'd faces.' Or what becomes of damage and divorces? Another important precursor appeared in the 1818 poem “Beppo, A Venetian Story” by the famous romantic poet Lord Byron. The poem tells the story of a Venetian lady, Laura, whose husband, Giuseppe (or "Beppo" for short), has been lost at sea for the past three years. Well, that's the prettiest Shawl--as I'm alive! IX.That is to say, if your Religion's Roman, And you at Rome would do as Romans do, According to the proverb,--although No man If foreign is obliged to fast, and you--If Protestant, or sickly--or a woman--Would rather dine in sin on a ragout-- Dine and be d____d! LXXXV.Laura, who knew it would not do at all To meet the daylight after seven hours' sitting Among three thousand people at a ball, To make her curtsy thought it right and fitting; The Count was at her elbow with her shawl, And they the room were on the point of quitting, When lo! Search. Cash, He then embark'd, with risk of life and limb, And got clear off, although the attempt was rash. Beppo is not one of Lord Byron's most famous works but is essential for fans and scholars. Beppo marks Byron's first attempt at writing using the Italian ottava rima metre, which emphasized satiric digression. XXIV. said the Count, with brow exceeding grave, 'Your unexpected presence here will make It necessary for myself to crave Its import--but perhaps 'tis a mistake. XLIII.I also like to dine on Becaficas, To see the Sun set, sure he'll rise tomorrow, Not through a misty morning twinkling weak as A drunken man's dead eye in maudlin sorrow, But with all Heaven t' himself; the Day will break as Beauteous as cloudless, nor be forced to borrow That sort of farthing candlelight which glimmers Where reeking London's smoky Caldron simmers. How do I look? LXXXVI.In this they're like our Coachmen, and the cause Is much the same--the Crowd, and pulling, hauling-- With blasphemies enough to break their jaws--They make a never-intermitted bawling. LVIII.They went to the Ridotto;--'tis a hall Where people dance, and sup, and dance again-- Its proper name perhaps were a masqued Ball, But that’s of no importance to my strain; 'Tis (on a smaller scale) like our Vauxhall, Excepting that it can't be spoilt by Rain; The company is 'mix'd' (the phrase I quote is As much as saying they're below your Notice). why, not a word: But the Count courteously invited in The Stranger, much appeased by what he heard; 'Such things perhaps we'd best discuss within,' Said he, 'don't let us make ourselves absurd In public, by a Scene, nor raise a din, For then the chief and only satisfaction Will be much quizzing on the whole transaction.' 'And are you really, truly, now a Turk? And how so many years did you contrive To--Bless me! L.But to my tale of Laura--for I find Digression is a sin, that by degrees Becomes exceeding tedious to my mind, And, therefore, may the reader too displease--The gentle reader--who may wax unkind, And caring little for the Author’s ease, Insist on knowing what he means, a hard And hapless situation for a Bard. Beppo marks Byron s first attempt at writing in the Italian ottava rima metre which encouraged his inclination for satiric digression. And up and down the long Canals they go, And under the Rialto shoot along By night and day, all paces, swift or slow, And round the theatres, a sable throng, They wait in their dusk livery of woe,--But not to them do woeful things belong, For sometimes they contain a deal of fun, Like Mourning Coaches when the funeral’s done. It is highly significant in his canon as his first use of the Italian ottava rima format and indeed one of the first English examples. your beard is of amazing growth! But he grew rich, and with his riches grew so Keen the desire to see his home again, He thought himself in duty bound to do so, And not be always thieving on the Main; Lonely he felt at times as Robin Crusoe, And so he hired a vessel come from Spain, Bound for Corfu: she was a fine polacca, Mann'd with twelve hands, and laden with tobacco. an eighth appears--'I'll see no more! VI.This feast is named the Carnival, which being Interpreted implies 'Farewell to Flesh': So call'd, because the name and thing agreeing, Through Lent they live on fish, both salt and fresh. Versions of Versions of Beppo, a Venetian story … EMBED. George Gordon Byron Byron (Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron, 1788-1824) Online books about this author are available, as is a Wikipedia article.. Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron, 1788-1824, contrib. LXXVI.Of these same we see several, and of others, Men of the World, who know the world like men, Scott, Rogers, Moore, and all the better brothers Who think of something else besides the pen; But for the Children of the 'Mighty Mother's'--The would-be Wits, and can’t-be Gentlemen--I leave them to their daily 'Tea is ready,'Smug Coterie, and Literary Lady. LXXII.They cannot read--and so don't lisp in Criticism; Nor write--and so they don't affect the Muse; Were never caught in epigram or witticism, Have no romances, sermons, plays, reviews--In harams Learning soon would make a pretty schism! Their jealousy (if they are ever jealous) Is of a fair complexion altogether, Not like that sooty devil of Othello's, Which smothers women in a bed of feather, But worthier of these much more jolly fellows, When weary of the matrimonial tether His head for such a wife no mortal bothers, But takes at once another, or another's. XXX.She chose, (and what is there they will not choose, If only you will but oppose their choice?) By 1788-1824. Search. Beppo, a Venetian merchant, returns home during Carnival after years of Turkish captivity, to discover that his wife, Laura, has taken a count for her lover. But I am but a nameless sort of person (A broken Dandy lately on my travels) And take for Rhyme, to hook my rambling Verse on, The first that Walker's Lexicon unravels, And when I can't find that, I put a worse on, Not caring as I ought for Critics' cavils; I've half a mind to tumble down to prose, But Verse is more in fashion--so here goes! LXIII.To turn--and to return, the Devil take it! (By no means GOOD in law) Humming like flies around the newest blaze, The bluest of Bluebottles you e'er saw, Teasing with blame, excruciating with praise, Gorging the little fame he gets all raw, Translating tongues he knows not even by letter, And sweating plays so middling, bad were better. LXX.He was a Turk, the colour of mahogany; And Laura saw him, and at first was glad, Because the Turks so much admire Phylogyny, Although their usage of their wives is sad; 'Tis said they use no better than a dog any Poor woman, whom they purchase like a pad; They have a number, though they ne'er exhibit 'em, Four Wives by law, and Concubines 'ad libitum.' XCVIII.His Wife received, the Patriarch re-baptised him (He made the Church a present, by the way); He then threw off the Garments which disguised him And borrow'd the Count's small clothes for a day: His friends the more for his long absence prized him, Finding he'd wherewithal to make them gay, With dinners--where he oft became the laugh of them; For stories--but I don’t believe the half of them. WorldCat Home About WorldCat Help. 'Tis known, at least it should be, that throughout All countries of the Catholic persuasion, Some weeks before Shrove Tuesday comes about, The People take their fill of recreation, And buy repentance, ere they grow devout, However high their rank, or low their station, With fiddling, feasting, dancing, drinking, masking, And other things which may be had for asking. I said at Calais, and have not forgot it; I like to speak and lucubrate my fill; I like the Government (but that is not it); I like the freedom of the press and quill; I like the Hapeas Corpus (when we've got it); I like a parliamentary debate, Particularly when 'tis not too late; XLVIII.I like the taxes, when they're not too many; I like a sea-coal fire, when not too dear; I like a beef-steak, too, as well as any; Have no objection to a pot of beer; I like the weather--when it is not rainy-- That is, I like two months of every Year; And so God save the Regent, Church, and King! by. LXXXIII. 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