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LIFE OF LORD BYRON.

THE TWO FOSCARI

HOURS OF IDLENESS.

Appendix

On leaving Newstead Abbey

Page 1 CAIN

• 361

Epitaph on a Friend

ib.

WERNER

2

A Fragment

. 381

The Tear

. ib. THE DEFORMED TRANSFORMED

- 427

An Occasional Prologie

ib.

On the Death of Mr. Fox

3 HEAVEN AND EARTH :

• 445

Stanzas to a Lady

ib. THE PROPHECY OF DANTE

457

To M***

ib.

Notes

• 463

Tu Woman

4

I'O M. S. G.

ib THE ISLAND

464

Song

ib.

Appendix

, 476

TO **

To Mary

5 THE AGE OF BRONZE

480

Dainætas

ib:XTIE VISION OF JUDGMENT

487

To Marion

Oscar of Alva

6 MORGANTE MAGGIORE

- 495

To the !)uke of D.

8

WALTZ

- 502

Translations and Imitations.

Notes

505

Adrian's Address to his Soul, when dying

10

Translation -

ib. THE LAMENT OF TASSO

506

Translation from Catullus

b.

Translation of the Epitaph on Virgil and Tibullus 15. HEBREW MELODIES.

Translation train Catullus

ib. She walks in beauty

500

Imitated from Catullus

il).

The harp the monarch minstrel swept

509

Translation from Anacreon

ib.

If that high world

Ode III

ib.

The wild gazelle

ib.

Fraginent from the Prometheus Vinctus

ib.

Oh! weep for those

ib.

The Episode of Nisus and Euryalus

ib.

On Jordan's banks

jb

Translation from the Medea of Euripides

14

Jephtha's daughter

ib.

Filgitive Pieces.

Oh! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom

510

My soul is dark

15

ib.

Thoughts suggested by a College Examination

ib.

I saw thee weep

16

To the Earl of ***

Thy days are done

17

H.

Granta, a Medley

18

Lachin y Gair

Song, of Saul before his last battle

ib.

Saul

ib.

çib.

To Romance

511

All is vanity, saith the preacher"

19

Elegy on Newstead Abbey

When coldness wraps this suffering clay

1o E. N. L. Esq.

20

Vision of Belshazzar

ib,

To

21

Son of the sleepless

ib,

ib.

Stanzas-

Were my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be. - 512

Lines written beneath an Elmi in tlie Churchyard of Har-

Herod's lament for Mariamne

ib.

row on the Hill.

: :

On the day of the destruction of Jerusalem by Titus ib.

The death of Calmar and Orla

By the rivers of Babylon we sat down and wept

ib.

CRITIQUE extracted from the Edinburgh Review, No. The destruction of Sonnacherib

ibi

24

22, for January, 1808

From Job

513

ENGLISH BARDS AND SCOTCH REVIEWERS 26 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS

Postscript

37

Ode to Napoléon Bonaparte

513

CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE

38 Monody on the death of the Right IIon R. B. Sheridan 514

85

The Irish Avatar

· Notes

515

The Dream

516

THE GIAOUR

132

Ode (tu Venice)

518

Notes

- 143 Lines writion in an Album

• 519

Romance muy doloroso del sitio y toma de Alhama 520

THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS

146

A very nournful Ballad on the siege and conquest of

Notes

156 Alhama

ib.

Sonetto di Vittorelli, with translation

522

THE CORSAIR

- 159

Stanzas written in passing the Ambracian Gulf

ib.

Notes

- 175

composed in a thunder-storm near mount Pin-

dus

- 177

ib.

LARA

523

Note

- 188

Lines written at Athens

ib.

• 189

THE CURSE OF MINERVA

written beneath a picture

ib.

Written after swimming from Sestos to Abydos

Notes

191

Ζωη μου σας αγαπώ

CHE SIEGE OF CORINTH

392 'Translation of a Greek war song

ib

**Translation of a Romaic song

201

Notes

325

On parting

ilo

PARISINA

20 To Thyrza

ib.

526

Notes

207 Stanzas

T., Thyrza

ib.

M'HE PRISONER OF CHILLON

ih.

Notes

- 211 Stanzas -

527

ib.

BEPPO

213

On a cornelian heart which was broken

528

220,for To a youthful friend

Notes

ib,

T, ******

3:29

ib.

MAZEPPA

From the Portuguese

MANFRED

- 228 Impromptu, in reply to a friend

241 Address, spoken at the opening of Drury-lane Toatre b

Notes

To Time

- 530

MARINO FALIERO -

219 Translation of a Romaic love song

it

280)

A Song -

531

Notes

281.

Appendix

On being ask'd what was the "origin of love"

ib.

Remember him, etc.

ib

SARDANAPALUS

290

Lines inscribed upon a cup formed from a skul!

ib

Notes

326 On the death of Sir Peter Parker Bart

533

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To a Lady weeping

532 L'Amitie est l'Amour sans Ailes

*747

From the Turkish

ib. To my Son

743

Sonnet to Genevra

ib. Epitaph on John Adams of Southwell

ib.

ib. Fragment

ib
Inscription on the monument of a Newfoundland dog ib. To Mrs. ***

ib

Farewell

533 A Love-Song

Bright be the place of thy soul

ib. Stanzas -

74.

When we two parted

ib.

To *****

ib

Sianzas for music

ib. Song

ib

- 534 Stanzas to *** on leaving England

ib

Fase thee well

ib. Lines to Mr. Hodgson

.

To ***

ib. Lines in the Travellers' Book at Orchomenus

746

Ode (from the French)

535 On Moore's last Operatic Farce

ib

From the French -

536 Epistle to Mr. Hodgson

ib

On the Star of the Legion of Honour (from the French) ib. Oo Lord Thurlow's Poems

ib

Napoleon's Farewell (from the French)

537 To Lord Thurlow

ib

ib. To Thomas Moore

74"

Written on a blank leaf of “The Pleasures of Memory ib. Fragment of an Epistle to Thomas Moore

ib

Sianzas to ***

ib. The Devil's Drive

ib

Darkness

538 Additional Stanzas to the Ode to Napoleon Bonaparte 741

Churchill's Grave

ib. To Lady Caroline Lamb

ib

Prometheus

539 Stanzas for Music

- 744

Ode

Address intended to be recited at the Caledonian Meet-

Windsor Poetics

540 ing

ib

A sketch from private life

ib. On the Prince Regent's returning the Picture of Sarah,

Carmina Byronis in C. Elgin

541 Countess of Jersey, to Mrs. Mee

ib

Lines to Mr. Moore

. ib.

To Beisha zzar

- 751

"On this day I complete my thirty-sixth year'

ib.

is

Lines intended for the opening of “The siege of Corinth" ib
LETTER TO**** ***** ON BOWLES'S STRIC- Extract from an unpublished Poem

751

TURES ON POPE

- 512

Lo Augusta -

ib.

To Thomas Moore

• 75.

A FRAGMENT

- 552 Stanzas to the river Po

- ib

Sonnet to George the Fourth

75%

PARLIAMENTARY SPEECHES

- 553

Francesca of Rimini -

ib.

Stanzas to her who best can understand them

ib

DON JUAN

- 561

To the Countess of Blessington

757

Notes

704 Stanzas written on the Road between Florence cod Pisa jb

Impromptu

e jb

HINTS FROM HORACE

- 711 To a Vain Lady -

• 754

Farewell to the Muse

. jb

ADDITIONS TO THE HOURS OF IDIENESS.

To Anne

jb

To the same -

.jb

On a distant view of the Village and School of Harrow

To the Author of a Sonnet

- 751

on the Hill

-722

Ou finding a Fan -

To D.

ib.

To an Oak at Newstead

ib

To Eddleston

ib.

Dedication to Don Juan

ib

Reply to som3 Verses of J. M. B. Pigot, Esq.

ib.
Parenthetical Address by Dr. Plagiary

• 75€

To the sighing Strephon

723

Oh never talk again to me

· ib

To Miss Pigot

ib.

Farewell to Malta

- 759

Lines written in "Letters of an Italian Nun and an Endorsement to the Deed of Separation

ib

English Gentleman

724

Who kill'd John Keats

ib

The Cornelian

ib. .

Song for the Luddites

ib

On the Death of a Young Lady

The Chain I gave

760

Io Emama

ih.
Epitaph for Joseph Blackett

ib

To M. S. Gy

- 725

So we'll go no more 4 roxing,

ib.

To Caroline

ib.

Lines on hearing that Lady Byron was ill

ib

To Caroline

ib.

To *** .

761

To Caroline -

. 726

Martial, Lib. I. Epig. I.

ib.

The First Kiss of Love

ib.

Epigram

ih

To a beautiful Quaker

ih.

T'Dives :

ib.

To Lesbia

727

Verses found in a Summer-House at Hales Owen ib.

Lines uddressed to a Young Lady

ib.
From the French

ib.
The Last Adicu

ib.

New Duet

Translation from Horace

- 728

Answer

ib

Epigrams

ib.

Fugitive Pieces

The Conquest

ib.

Answer to Verses sent by a Friend

- 728

Versicles

ib.

On a Change of Masters at a great public School 729 Epigram, from the French of Rulhieres

ib.

Childish Recollections

ih. To Mr. Murray

762

Answer to a Poem written by Montgomery

-733

Epistle from Mr. Murray to Dr. Polidori

ib

To the Rev. J. T. Becher

• 734

Epistle to Mr. Murray

ib.

To Miss Chaworth

ib. To Mr. Murray

763

Remembrance

ib.

To Thomas Moore

ib.

ib.

Epitaph for William Pitt

ib

MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.

On my Wedding-day

jb

The Blues

735 Epigram

ib,

The Third Act of Manfred, in its original shape •738 The Charity Ball

ib

To my dear Mary Anne

741 14 Epigram

ib.

To Miss Chaworth

ib. To Mr. Murray

. ib

Fragment

ib. Stanzas, to a Hindoo Air

. 764

T'he Prayer of Nature

ib. fimmte On the birth of John William Rizzo Hoppner

ib

On Terting liarrow

- 742

Stanzas

ib

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BY J. W. LAKE.

O'er the harp, from earliest years beloved,
He threw his fingers hurriedly, and tones
Of melancholy beauty died

away
Upon its strings of sweetness.

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It was reserved for the present age to pro- their readers, far beyond the range of thoso c.uce one distinguished example of the Muse ordinary feelings which are usually excited

laving descended upon a bard of a wounded by the mere efforts of genius. The impression spirit, and lent her lyre to tell afflictions of of this interest still accompanies the perusal no ordinary description; afflictions originating of their writings; but there is another interest, probably in that singular combination of feel- of more lasting and far stronger power, which ing with imagination which has been called each of them possessed-which lies in the the poetical temperament, and which has so continual embodying of the individual characoften saddened the days of those on whom it ter, it might almost be said of the very person has been conferred. If ever a man was enti- of the writer. When we speak or think of tled to lay claim to that character in all its Rousseau or Byron, we are not conscious of strength and all its weakness, with its un- speaking or thinking of an author. We have bounded range of enjoyment, and its exquisite a vague but impassioned remembrance of men sensibility of pleasure and of pain, that man of surpassing genius, eloquence, and power,-was Lord Byron. Nor does it require much of prodigious capacity both of misery and time, or a deep acquaintance with human na- happiness. We feel as if we had transiently ture, to discover why these extraordinary met such beings in real life, or had known powers should in so many cases have con- them in the dim and dark communion of a tributed more to the wretchedness than to the dream. Each of their works presents, in suchappiness of their possessor.

cession, a fresh idea of themselves; and, while The “ imagination all compact,” which the the productions of other great men stand out greatest poet who ever lived has assigned as from them, like something they have created, the distinguishing badge of his brethren, is in theirs, on the contrary, are images, pictures every case a dangerous gift. It exaggerates, busts of their living selves,-clothed, no doubt, indeed, our expectations, and can often bid at different times, in different drapery, and its possessor hope, where hope is lost to reason prominent from a different back-ground,-but but the delusive pleasure arising from these uniformly impressed with the same form, and visions of imagination, resembles that of a mien, and lineaments, and not to be mistaken child whose notice is attracted by a fragment for the représentations of any other of the of glass to which a sunbeam has given mo- children of men. mentary splendour. He hastens to the spot But this view of the subject, though univérwith breathless impatience, and finds that the sally felt to be a true one, requires perhaps a object of his curiosity and expectation is little explanation. The personal character of equally vulgar and worthless. Such is the which we have spoken, it should be underman of quick and exalted powers of imagina- stood, is not altogether that on which the seal tion: his fancy over-estimates the object of of life has been set,-and to which, therefore, his wishes; and pleasure, fame, distinction, moral approval or condemnation is necessaare alternately pursued, attained, and despised rily annexed, as to the language or conduct when in his power. Like the enchanted fruit of actual existence. It is the character, so to in the palace of a sorcerer, the objects of his speak, which is prior to conduct, and yet admiration lose their attraction and value as open to good and to ill, the constitution of soon as they are grasped by the adventurer's the being in body and in soul. Each of these hand; and all that remains is regret for the illustrious writers has, in this light, filled his time lost in the chase, and wonder at the hal- works with expressions of his own character, lucination under the influence of which it was -has unveiled to the world the secrets of his undertaken. The disproportion between hope own being, the mysteries of the framing of and possession, which is felt by all men, is thus man. They have gone down into those depths doubled to those whom nature has endowed which every man may sound for himself, with the power of gilding a distant prospect though not for another; and they have made by the rays of imagination.

disclosures to the world of what they beheld We think that many points of resemblance and knew there-disclosures that have com inay be traced between Byron and Rousseau. manded and forced a profound and universal Both are distinguished by the most ardent and sympathy, by proving that all mankind, the vivid delineation of intense conception, and troubled and the untroubled, the lofty and the by a deep sensibility of passion rather than of low, the strongest and the frailest, are linked affection. Both too, by this double power, together hy the bonds of a common but in have held a dominion over the sympathy of scrutable nature.

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Thus, each of these wayward and richly- are not, felt, while we read, as declaíations gifted spirits made himself the object of pro- published to the world, but almost as secrets found interest to the world, and that too dur-whispered to chosen ears. Who is there that ing periods of society when ample food was feels for a moment, that the voice which every where spread abroad for the meditations reaches the inmost recesses of his lieart is and passions of men.

speaking to the careless multitudes around Although of widely dissimilar fortunes and him? Or if we do so remember, the words birth, a close resemblance in their passions seem to pass by others like air, and to find and their genius may be traced too between their way to the hearts for whom they were Byron and Robert Burns. Their careers intended; kindred and sympathetic spirits, were short and glorious, and they both perish- who discern and own that secret language, ed in the rich summer of their life and song,” of which the privacy is not violated, though and in all the splendour of a reputation more spoken in hearing of the uninitiated, because likely to increase than diminish. One was a it is not understood. A great poet' may adpeasant, and the other was a peer; but nature dress the whole world, in the language of is a great leveller, and makes amends for the intensest passion, concerning objects of which injuries of fortune by the richness of her rather than speak face to face with any one benefactions: the genius of Burns raised him human being on earth, he would perish in his to a level with the nobles of the land; by na- misery. For it is in solitude that he utters ture, if not by birth, he was the peer of Byron: what is to be wafted by all the winds of heaven: ..They both rose by the force of their genius, there are, during his inspiration, present with and both fell by the strength of their passions; him only the shadows of men. He is not one wrote from a love, and the other from a daunted, or perplexed, or disturbed, or repelscorn of mankind; and they both sung of the led, by real, living, breathing features. He emotions of their own hearts, with a vehe- con updraw just as much of the curtain as he mence and an originality which few have chooses, that hangs between his own solitude equalled, and none surely have surpassed. and the world of life. He there pours his soul

The versatility of authors who have been ont, partly to himself alone, partly to the ideal able to draw and support characters as differ- abstractions and impersonated images that ent from each other as from their own, has float around him at his own conjuration; and given to their productions the inexpressible partly to human beings like himself, moving charm of variety, and has often secured them in the dark distance of the every-day world. from that neglect 'which in general attends He confesses himself, not before men, but what is technically called mannerism. But it before the spirit of humanity; and he thus was reserved for Lord Byron (previous to his fearlessly lays open his heart, assured that Don Juan) to present the same character on nature never prompted unto genius that which the public stage again and again, varied only will not triumphantly force its wide way inta oy the exertions of that powerful genius, the human heart. which, searching the springs of passion and We have admitted that Byron has depicted of feeling in their innermost recesses, knew much of himself, in all his heroes; but when how to combine their operations, so that the we seem to see the poet shadowed out in all interest was eternally varying, and never those states of disordered being which his abated, although the most important person Childe Harolds, Giaours, Conrads, Laras, and of the drama retained the same lineaments. Alps exhibit, we are far from believing that

“ But that noble tree will never more bear his own mind has gone through those states fruit

or blossom! It has been cut down in its of disorder, in its own experience of life. We strength, and the past is all that remains to us merely conceive of it, as having felt within of Byron. That voice is silent for ever, which, itself the capacity of such disorders, and therebursting so frequently on our ear, was often fore exhibiting itself

, before us in possibility. heard with rapturous admiration, sometimes This is not general,—it is rare with great with regret, but always with the deepest in- poets. Neither Homer, nor Shakspeare, nor

-Yet the impression of his works still Milton, ever so show themselves in the charemains vivid and strong. The charm which racters which they pourtray. Their poetical cannot pass away is there,— life breathing in personages have no references to themselves, dead words—the stern grandeur—the intense but are distinct, independent creatures of power and energy--the fresh beauty, the un- their minds, produced in the full freedom of dimmed lustre-the immortal bloom, and ver- intellectual power. In Byron, there does not ulure, and fragrance of life, all those still are seem this freedom of power--there is little there. But it was not in these alone, it was in appropriation of character to events, Characwiat continual impersonation of himself in his ter is first, and all in all, it is dictated, com. writings, by which he was for ever kept pelled by some force in his own mind--neprightly before the eyes of men.

cessitating him, and the events obey. Hip It might, at first, seem that his undisguised poems, therefore, excepting Don Juan, are revelation of feelings and passions, which the not full and complete narrations of some one becoming pride of human nature, jealous of definite story, containing within itself a picits own dignity, would in general desire ture of human life. They are merely bold, biold in unviolated silence, could have profconfused, and turbulent exemplifications of duced in the public mind only pity, sorrow certain sweeping energies and irresistiblo or repugnance. But in the case of men passions; they are fragments of a poet's dark 'cal genius, like Byron it is otherwise: they dream of life. The very personages, vividly

terest."

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