They are wrong—that’s not the way to set about it;
As, if they told the truth, could well be shown.
But, right or wrong, Don Juan was without it;
In fact, his manner was his own alone:
Sincere he was—at least you could not doubt it,
In listening merely to his voice’s tone.
The Devil hath not in all his quiver’s choice
An arrow for the Heart like a sweet voice.