O Rome! my country! city of the soul! Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iv. Stanza 78. The Niobe of nations! there she stands. Stanza 79. Yet, Freedom! yet thy banner, torn, but flying, Egeria! sweet creation of some heart Stanza 115. The nympholepsy of some fond despair. Ibid. Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth. Ibid. Alas! our young affections run to waste, Stanza 120. I see before me the gladiator lie. Stanza 140. There were his young barbarians all at play; Stanza 141. "While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand; Stanza 145. 1 See Wordsworth, page 478. 2 Literally the exclamation of the pilgrims in the eighth century. Scion of chiefs and monarchs, where art thou? Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iv. Stanza 168. Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place,1 There is a pleasure in the pathless woods; Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Stanza 177. Stanza 178. Stanza 179. He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown.2 Ibid. Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow, Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy 1 See Cowper, page 418. 2 See Pope, page 341. 3 And thou vast ocean, on whose awful face Time's iron feet can print no ruin-trace. Stanza 182. Stanza 183. ROBERT MONTGOMERY: The Omnipresence of the Deity. I wantoned with thy breakers, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane, as I do here.1 And what is writ is writ, Would it were worthier! Canto iv. Stanza 184. Stanza 185. Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been, Hands promiscuously applied, Stanza 186. Round the slight waist, or down the glowing side. He who hath bent him o'er the dead The Waltz. Have swept the lines where beauty lingers. The Giaour. Line 68. Such is the aspect of this shore; Shrine of the mighty! can it be And lovelier things have mercy shown Line 90. Line 106. Line 123 Line 418. 1 He laid his hand upon "the ocean's mane," POLLOK: The Course of Time, book iv. line 389. The keenest pangs the wretched find Are rapture to the dreary void, The Giaour. Line 957. Better to sink beneath the shock - I die, but first I have possess'd, She was a form of life and light Yes, love indeed is light from heaven; To lift from earth our low desire. Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Line 969. Line 1099. Line 1114. Line 1127. Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime; Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime? 1 The Bride of Abydos. Canto i. Stanza 1. 1 Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, Who hath not proved how feebly words essay 1 Know'st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom, Ibid. GOETHE: Wilhelm Meister. His changing cheek, his sinking heart, confess The Bride of Abydos. Canto i. Stanza 6. The light of love,' the purity of grace, The blind old man of Scio's rocky isle. Ibid. Canto ii. Stanza 2. Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life, He makes a solitude, and calls it - peace! 2 Hark! to the hurried question of despair: "Where is my child?". Stanza 20. Ibid. 3 an echo answers, "Where? 3 The fatal facility of the octosyllabic verse. Stanza 27. The Corsair. Preface. O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, The Corsair. Canto i. Stanza 1. Ch who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried. She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife. 1 See Gray, page 382. 2 See Lovelace, page 259. Browne, page 218. Ibid. Stanza 3. 8 Solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant (They make solitude, which they call peace). TACITUS: Agricola, c. 30. 4 I came to the place of my birth, and cried, "The friends of my youth, where are they?" And echo answered, "Where are they?"- Arabic MS. 5 See Churchill, page 413. To all nations their empire will be dreadful, because their ships will sail wherever billows roll or winds can waft them. - DALRYMPLE: Memoirs, vol. iii. p. 152. |