A chronicler relates that the true Burlador died assassinated by Fransciscans who wanted "to put an end to the excesses and blasphemies of Don Juan, whose birth assured him impunity."
I see Don Juan in a cell of one of those Spanish monasteries lost on a hilltop.
No one wants to laugh at that tormented, pitiful Don Juan.
Despite his looks he's said to be something of a Don Juan.
Quite a different love disturbs Don Juan, and this one is liberating.
Gemini the Gemini animus is the beguiling Don Juan, with enough tricks up his sleeve to keep his woman eternally enthralled... or confused... or both.
All those deaths and all those rebirths gathered together as in a sheaf make up for Don Juan the flowering of his life.
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