As to ''Don Juan,'' confess that it is the sublime of that there sort of writing it may be bawdy, but is it not good English It may be profligate, but is it not life, is it not the thing Could any man have written it who has not lived in the world and tooled in a post-chaise in a hackney coach in a Gondola against a wall in a court carriage in a vis a vis on a table and under it.