rnia ,1 * PILGRIM* nnnnnnannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn LIBRARY UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA SAN DIEGO OH, |{0ttu and her pilgrim. BY "And if my voice break forth, 'tis not that now I shrink from what is suffer'd: let him speak Who hath beheld decline upon my brow, Or seen my mind's convulsion leave it weak ; But in this page a record will I seek. Not in the air shall these my words disperse, Though I be ashes; a far hour shall wreak The deep prophetic fulness of this verse, And pile on human heads the mountain of my curse!" [Byrarit " Childe Harold": Canto IT; Stanza CXXXIT. 3Lontf0n : SIMPKIN, MAESHALL & CO., STATIONEES' HALL COUET. 1876. Copyrighted in England and America, A.D. 1876, by the Author. Right of translation reserved. tx. to gutter's Ipassagss, ... . ix xi . XXV . xxtri xxviii xxxiii INDEX. . 5 . . 6 ... 7 &ucius #ut*ius Brutus, ..... 9 Lucius lumus Brutus, ..... 10 Lucius #uttius Brutus, . . . 11 Lucius #umus Brutus, , ..... 12 . .... 13 . 15 ........ 16 ........ 17 $.pp:ius Claudius ^Tirginia t . .18 $.pp:iu$ Claudius ^Tirgmia, . . . .19 ^,p:p:ius Claudius ^irgima, . . . .20 The First Triumvirate, ..... 21 INDEX. Ill ..... .24 . . 25 tts aesar, 26 Julius ^assar, . .27 Mark Jtefcwtf, ... 28 .... . 29 30 Augustus, . ... 82 Augustus, . . . 88 ' 35 Brians and Rustics, .... 36 ...... 3T - The 3Ug3- The Triad, . . 38 and Semeta, .... .39 . . 40 INDEX. $uman Hind, ...... 41 The IjJuman mind, ...... 42 Julian the $.postate, ...... 43 of Julian, ...... 44 of #ulian, ...... 45 of SuUatt, ...... 46 of SuUaa, ...... 47 49 of th$ T^mpcl^, .... 50 and Temple of Bajtbne, . . . $\ and Tamjxle of Baptoe, ... 52 The palatine pU, ...... 53 Jfalaces of the tosars, ..... 54 gharles Bicfcens, ...... 55 Triumphat Arches, ...... 56 Forum ^omamtm, ...... 58 Fountains at 3flome, ...... 59 INDEX. V Ittgbt at fume, 60 . 65 . 66 67 . 68 . 69 . 70 . . 71 . 72 . . 73 Fame, . . 74 Fame, 75 Fame, . . 76 Fame, 77 INDEX. Thoughts, 1 ni INDEX. vii , ..... 105 ........ 106 ....... 107 ........ 109 ....... .110 gircus Uaximus, ...... gircus Haximus, ...... U5 gircus WCaximus, ...... 116 St. feto's, . ....... 117 Si pete's, ........ 118 Si Ifeto's, ........ 119 Si ^eto's, . . ...... 120 121 122 123 sf parting, ...... 124 Vll INDEX. of lfarto# , Words of parting, Words of 3ifarttog, Words of Ifartiftg, Words of Ifartmg, to to 125 126 128 129 130 131 135 139 led from |loek mid |)r0se jftu^ors in l|is JJelume 1. BIBLE ; Galatians, page 103 ; Genesis, 100 ; Hosea, 108 ; Leviticus, 108 ; Psalms, 108 ; /Sfe. Jb&w, introductory, xi ; poem, 107 ; St. Matthew, 106, 113, 131 ; . . . 10' 2. BRYANT, (William Cullen) ; " Battle Field," (The), 102 ; " Thanatopsis," 127; . . 2 3. BULFINCH, (Thomas) ; " The Age of Fable," 30, 39, 81, 90, 98, 101, 126 ;. 7 4. BULWER, (E. L., Lord Lytton) ; " Richelieu," 99 ; 1 5. BURNS, (Robert) ; " To a Mouse," 104 ; 1 6. BYRON, (George Gordon, Lord); " Childe Harold," Title Page; intro- ductory, xii, xvi, xxvi, xxviii, xxx, xxxi; poem, 6, 17, 92, 107, 100, 121; "Corsair," (The), 29, 76; " Don Juan," 107; "Dream," (The), introductory, xxvi; "Giaour," (The), 8, 99; "Island," (The), 85 ? 11 Lament of Tasso," (The), 124 ; "Lara," introductory, xxix ; "Lines on hearing that Lady Byron was ill," 109; "Manfred," 35, 64, 72, 113 ; " Marino Faliero," 100, 110 ; " Vision of Belshazzar," (The), 16 ; 30 7. CAESAR, (C.Julius); "Letter to Rome," 43 ; ...... I 8. COLERIDGE, (Samuel Taylor); " Hymn before Sunrise, in the Valley of Chamouni, Switzerland," 31 ; .... ... 1 9. DICKENS, (Charles); " The Ivy Grew," 55; . . . . . .1 10. DRYDEN, (John) ; " The Tempest," 11 ; 1 11. Du PAYS, (A. J.) ; "Itinerairedel'ItalieetdelaSicile," 116, 118, 121, 123 ; 4 12. EDITOR, (The); introductory, xxx; poem, 75, 108, 114, 127; . . 5 13. EMERSON, (Ralph Waldo); " The Problem," 76, 117; .... 2 14. GIBBON, (Edward); " Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire," 36, 36, 37, 38, 41, 43, 43, 44, 45, 46, 46, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52 ; . . . .16 15. GOLDSMITH, (Oliver); " The Hermit," 128; I 16. GRAY, (Thomas) ; "Posthumous Odes," 98 ; 1 ILLUSTRATIVE PASSAGES. 17. HALLECK, (Fitz-Greene) ; " Burns," 97 ; ....... 1 18. HOLMES, (Oliver Wendell) ; January (1876) "Atlantic," 10 ; 19. HORACE, (Quintua Flaccus) ; " Odes," introductory, xxxv; 20. KEATS, (John); "Endymion," 91 ; ........ 21. LONGFELLOW, (Henry Wadsworth) ; "The Goblet of Life" 69; 22. LOWELL,, (James Russell) ; "The Present Crisis," 74; 1 23. MACADLAY, (Thomas Babington, Lord) ; "Lays of Ancient Rome," 19; " Miscellaneous Essays," 92; ......... 2 24. MEREDITH, (Owen; Robert, Lord Lytton) ; " Lucile," 130; 1 25. MILTON, (John); "/Z Penseroso," introductory, xxix; poem, "Paradise Lost," 83 ; ............ 2 26. MOORE, (Thomas); " Irish Melodies," 73; ...... 1 27. OLMSTED, (Denison, LL. D.) ; " Encyclopedia," 58 ; .... 1 28. PAYNE, (John Howard) ; " Brutus," 10 ; ....... 1 29. POE, (Edgar Allan) ; " The Coliseum" introductory, xxxiii; poem, 69; " The Raven," introductory, xxviii; ....... 3 30. POPE, (Alexander); " Essay on Man" introductory, xvii; poem, 41 ; . 2 31. ROGERS, (Samuel); "Italy," 93; ........ 1 32. SCOTT, (Sir Walter, Bart.); "Reviews," 6, 73; ..... 2 33. SHAKESPEARE, (William); "All's Well that Ends Well" introductory, xxvii; " Hamlet," 13, 20, 43, 99, 111, 123 ; " Julius Ccesar," 24, 28, 61 ; "King Lear," 111 ; "King Richard II," 31, 146 ; "King Richard III," 109, 113; " Macbeth," introductory, xxv; poem, 27, 110; "Merchant of Venice" 74 ; " Romeo and Juliet" 127 ; "Sonnet XXX" 129 ;. . 21 34. SHELLEY, (Percy Bysshe) ; "Adonais," 104; " Julian and Maddalo," 77, 92; " Queen Mab," 84 ; .......... 4 35. SPENSER, (Edmund); "Faerie Queene," introductory, xxx; poem, 31, 114; . . . .......... 3 36. STERNE, (Laurence) ; " Tristram Shandy," 106 ; . . . . .1 37. STOWE, (Harriet Beecher) ; " Uncle Tom's Cabin," 111; 1 38. SWINBURNE, (Algernon Charles) ; " Chastelard," 125 ; . . . .1 39. TENNYSON, (Alfred) ; " Morte d' Arthur," 36 ; " Locksley Hall," 125 ; . 2 40. VOLTAIRE, (Marie Francis Arouet de) ; Works of, 91 ; . . . . 1 41. WHITTIER, (John Greenleaf ) ; " Miscellaneous Poems" 110; 1 42. WOKCSWOBTH, (William);. "My Heart Leaps Up," 98; 1 142 " Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." Bt. John : Chap. XV; v. 18. ,$ x C/ fle ez, 7 -yy t-'i-rt. / T /> ./>/>. / s ' ri.-ci'ue: t^t^.^i-^^i-a-tnf. && n&d 'fr&e'n 4.04.4., 4i&l-r2,iz4t / ft.ce. Cs -6.iz.4tse mti-cz-e. -a. . r s y Ji'erue>& ' &-' 't/2'tf /rl,i f ' &' y s / f ^ud^oe w c.'O.'M.teti j/ / / / j> ri.&'Mx.-e-tL&'t u.i4.'U*- f a.&.-ci-tMd't '&& d.&c.'t.&si t?(Q'M.i't ff a.'e^t-e^.'Ci^i.-o^t. utri.-i.C'ri sicid 'Cc.'H-a. M.ei 4&d'e'l'U4.-c& &t -f^e m&'ie.frLed f l-tid't. s AUTHOR'S PREFACE. XVU s d-wi j/?e'bct / -ty IZ.-WM,; fa.edwi.'Z t> v &-&-te. C/* sZe-4 <&-&&* s f r/> /> . / . / z-M-' / / f do zci' i,<& . / />/ j/ / y- -tttsz.t-C'n. 'ttta-M.'tcz. atsie-i-ut'iiie: && ut /* -..f ET Cs jfo4*z4/tf., -u-e-oci-c^d^. #* -t-ct-tid -t^t s' s s . s e/ ^ Ac-^c-i^. /# / -t-n-e -m-etiiUt-te. ctS&e.tv-id.-e -o-f I f w.1%4 -v-ee-n /. y. uttsfrri' if-ei't-c-e -a< . . /> / .4 ,/ . C/ SnzstL4 ) Dead. ( 2 ) "for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap." \_Galatians: Chap. VI; v. 7. 104: LORD SYS ON VINDICATED; CANTO n. ONE will I single from the stern array Of foes that throng around me one whose hand Stabb'd with a coward's skill! Not through Life's day, But in his Mind's last midnight had she. plann'd This scheme of strange Ambition which hath fann'd [bear The flames of fierce Contention! (*) Though she The sacred name of Woman I will brand Base Shame upon her railings that the 'share ( 2 ) Of Time shall not efface, nor canker'd Falsehood wear ! ( 3 ) (') " The best laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft a-gley," etc. [Burns' " To a Mouse." Neither here, nor elsewhere, do I accuse this person of malice aforethought, ( 2 ) Ploughshare. ( 3 ) Regarding Byron's ability, while living, to cope with all adversaries, I append Shelley's powerful words : " The herded wolves, bold only to pursue ; OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 105 CANTO II. ran* rilHOU who art Crime's Avenger ! ( J ) it is thine JL To justify the Right ! Ne'er yet, unheard, [vine With thee the guiltless plead! Here, where the O'ermantles grim Decay, and the sage Bird Of Night alone proclaims her plaintive word O'er regal Desolation where Tie stood, The heavy-hearted " Pilgrim " long-deferr'd From love that was his due here shall the flood Of Retribution rise, invoking blood for blood ! The obscene ravens, clamorous o'er the dead ; The vultures, to the conqueror's banner true, Who feed where Desolation first has fed, And whose wings rain contagion ; how they fled, When like Apollo, from his golden bow, The Pythian of the age one arrow sped, And smiled ! The spoilers tempt no second blow ; They fawn on the proud feet that spurn them as they go." [Shelley's " Adonais." ( l ) Nemesis. 106 LORD BYRON VINDICATED; CANTO n. ton. STEKK Justice bared my blade! Let me be just! I would not swell, one jot, Q her deed de- plor'd! ( 2 ) I will not swerve, one tittle, from my trust ! [Sword, Vengeance, which smiteth with Truth's two-edg'd Shall scathe her as the Lightnings of the Lord! Have then the Dead no voice, and must they be The spoil of each foul whisper the abhorr'd Defamers of our dust? Alas! that we [free! ( 3 ) Should have forsook our trust first birthright of the (') " For verily I say unto you, Till heaven and earth pass, one jot or one tittle shall in nowise pass from the law, till all be fulfilled." [St. Matthew : Chap. V; v. 18. ( 2 ) "The accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, ( 3 ) Men of England and America ye who are my judges answer! Shall the fame of our great Poet be transmitted to posterity sullied by this black re- proach? "No!" I hear your universal sentence, " let it perish in oblivion, for, surviving, it must ever cast a shade upon that Nation's honor it insulted, and whose sense of justice and propriety it so grossly violated." OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 107 CANTO H. ""V**- 1 1THAT ! was the Land of "Washington he loved T A Land he loved and honor'd as his own, (*) (The foster-child of Freedom, who had proved To her, as Greece, that love by deeds alone) , "Was she the first to cast the Pharisee's stone, ( 2 ) blushed as he gave it in ; and the recording angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever." [Sterne. ( J ) " Can tyrants but by tyrants conquer'd be, And Freedom find no champion and no child Such as Columbia saw arise when she Sprung forth a Pallas, arm'd and undefiled? Or must such minds be nourish'd in the wild, Deep in the unpruned forest, 'midst the roar Of cataracts, where nursing Nature smiled On infant Washington? Has Earth no more Such seeds within her breast, or Europe no such shore?" [Byron's " Childe Harold:" Canto IV; Stanza XCVI. [Continued on next page.'] ( 2 ) " So, when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her." [St. John : Chap. VIII; v. 7. 108 LORD BYRON VINDICATED; CANTO II. And brand Dishonor on a deathless name? Scorch'd be the scorpion tongue ! its harvest sown Q From winds reap "Whirlwinds of eternal shame, ( 2 ) And, o'er that damning page, Scorn breathe her wither- ing flame ! ( 3 ) " And such they are and such they will be found : Not so Leonidas and Washington, Whose every battle-field is holy ground, Which breathes of nations saved, not worlds undone. How sweetly on the ear such echoes sound ! While the mere victor's may appal or stun The servile and the vain, such names will be A watchword till the future shall be free." [Byron's " Don Juan: " Canto VIII; Stanza V. (') [M.S. " Sear'd be the serpent tongue ! its harvest sown," etc. E.j ( 5 ) " For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind." [Hosea: Chap. VIII; v. 7. ( 3 ) "Lord, who shall abide in thy tabernacle ? who shall dwell in thy holy hill? He that walketh uprightly, and worketh righteousness, and speaketh the truth in his heart. He that backbiteth not with his tongue, nor doeth evil to his neighbour, nor taketh up a reproach against his neighbour." [Psalms, XIV ; v. 1, 2, 3. " Thou shalt not go up and down as a tale-bearer among thy people ; neither shalt thou stand against the blood of thy neighbour : I am the Lord." [Leviticus : Chap. XIX; v. 16. OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 109 CANTO n. rotu ""i TEKCY is for the merciful!" ( J ) Ah, not in vain, -LJ-L Great Nemesis ! " The Pilgrim's " prayer arose At thy sublimest shrine ! that cry of pain Hath found a fitting echo one that shows Man may not all forsake what God hath chose To sanctify as holy ! Hath Shame not Reverted on her head? those cruel blows, "Wherewith she sought to stain by one foul blot A bleeding reputation, fallen to Tier lot? ( 2 ) (*) " Lines on hearing that Lady Byron was ill." ( 2 ) " Even in the afternoon of her best days ; " etc. [Shakespeare's " King Richard III: " Act III; Scene VIL " And thou, who never yet of human wrong Left the unbalanced scale, great Nemesis ! Here, where the ancient paid thee homage long Thou, who didst call the Furies from the abyss, And round Orestes bade them howl and hiss For that unnatural retribution just, ' Had it but been from hands less near in this Thy former realm, I call thee from the dust ! Dost thou not hear my heart? Awake ! thou shalt, and must. 110 LORD BYRON VINDICATED; CANTO H. "0 " her and hers," (*) for lo ! a Priest of Heaven, Wept by the "World as Wolf of his own Fold, Attests Time's awful vengeance ! ( 2 ) Yea, the leaven " It is not that I may not have incurr'd For my ancestral faults or mine the wound I bleed withal, and, had it been conferr'd With a just weapon, it had flow'd unbound ; But now my blood shall not sink in the ground ; To thee I do devote it thou shalt take The vengeance, which shall yet be sought and found, Which if /had not taken for the sake But let that pass I sleep, but thou shalt yet awake." [Byron's " Childe Harold: " Canto IV; Stanzas C XXXII, C XXXIII. (*) " and I leave my curse On her and hers forever ! " [Byron's " Marino Faliero : " Act V; Scene III. ( 5 ) " Unnatural deeds do breed unnatural troubles ; infected minds to their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets." [Shakespeare's " Macbeth : " Act V ; Scene I. I clip**the following from the "Eastern Argus," published in Portland, Maine, U. S. A. : OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. Ill CANTO n. Of ruthless deeds will rise (*) though Love seem cold And Justice' self insensate as the mould That shrouds her voiceless victim; yet, at last, Truth's trumpet-tone shall speak, and men behold Each great Wrong righted each Pretender cast, Stripp'd of the Garb of Grace, ( 2 ) all naked to the blast! ( 3 ) The following by Whittier, quoted by at the close of his argument, says about all anybody will care to say of : " So fallen! so lost! the light withdrawn Which once he wore ! The glory of his gray hairs gone Forevermore ! " Revile him not ! the Tempter hath A snare for all, And pitying tears, not Scorn and Wrath Befit his fall. [Next page.} ( J ) " Foul deeds will rise, Though all the Earth o'erwhehn them, to men's eyes." [Shakespeare's " Hamlet : " Act I ; Scene II. ( 2 ) "Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, ( 3 ) " What a fool is he who locks his door to keep out spirits, who has in hi 112 LORD BYRON VINDICATED; CANTO IL FAREWELL ! ye harpy horde ! I could forgive, But some are past Forgiveness ! This, my verse, Shall sink into men's hearts, and years but give My page a deeper meaning to rehearse This Drama of the Past! There sleeps no curse " 0, dumb be Passion's stormy rage, When he who might Have lighted up and led his Age, Falls back in Night. " Scorn ! would the Angels laugh, to mark A bright Soul driven, Fiend-goaded, down the endless dark, From Hope and Heaven? " Let not the Land once proud of him Insult him now, Nor brand, with deeper shame, his dim, Dishonored brow ! [Next page.] And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks ; Arm it in rags, a pygmy's straw doth pierce it." [Shakesp care's "King Lear:" Act IV ; Scene VI. own bosom a spirit he dares not meet alone ; whose voice, smothered far down, and OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 113 CANTO II. More awful than the Yoice of Conscience ! this, This shall my line awake ! thoti dusky nurse That brood'st o'er guilty bosoms^ 1 ) I dismiss To thee such faithless Souls unfit to share Love's bliss! " But let its humbled sons, instead, From sea to lake, A long lament, as for the dead, In sadness make. " Of all we loved and honored, naught Save Power remains, A fallen Angel's pride of thought, Still strong in chains. " All else is gone : from those great eyes The Soul has fled : When Faith is lost, when Honor dies, The man is dead ! " [John G. Whittier. (') 0) Although these lines were originally written upon another, justice demands that we should " Render unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's. " piled over with mountains of earthliness, is yet like the forewarning trumpet of doom !" [Harriet Beecher Stowe. " there is no future pang Can deal that justice on the self-condemn'd He deals on his own soul." [Byron's " Manfred : " Act III; Scene I. (') " Every man's conscience is a thousand swords," etc. [Shakespeare's "King Richard III:" Act V; Scene III. 114 LORD SYR ON VINDICATED; CANTO II. tftitr + trtits WHILOM the mighty Circus curv'd afar Its massy wall, now levell'd with the dust ! Flew the fleet courser! glanc'd the glittering car ! Swell'd the deep shout of Triumph or Disgust ! "While half a million graced the glorious just, (*) And all apace the mad excitement grew ! Tyrants applauded with a thirsty lust, Seeking the semblance of a pleasaunce ( 2 ) new! Such shone the splendrous scene with many a shifting hue! ( 3 ) ( J ) Also written joust. ( 2 ) Pleasaunce pleasure. " Faire-seemely pleasaunce each to other makes," etc. [Spenser's " Faerie Queene :" Book I; Canto II. ( 3 ) [M. S. " Such shone the splendrous scene, charg'd with chameleon hue!" E.] OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 115 CANTO II. irats LOW lie thy Towers of Strength! Thy Walls of Pride! Throned Palaces that lined thy long expanse Where swelFd the living surge, till the loud tide Of clamorous acclaim rous'd from his trance The Banquet and the Bowl he whose haught glance Bade the bold sports begin! his kerchief waves ! ( 1 ) At which sweet sight proud-snorting steeds advance, While with the word the sign each stallion craves [slaves ! The thrilling start is made! Rejoice! Lust's loving (*) When the clamors of the people had reached a great height, it was the custom of Nero to cast his handkerchief from the window of the adjoining Palace where he sate at banquet ; by which signal, permission was granted for the sports of the Circus to begin. 11G LORD BYRON VINDICATED,' CANTO II. xhttttJi* HERE urg'd his steeds the flying Charioteer ! He nears the goal, and thrice ten thousand throats Salute the Victor, as in mad career The gallant brutes strain every nerve, and floats Each free mane on the wind ! the Conqueror gloats O'er the rich prize he may, in fancy, clasp ! 'Tis won ! 'Tis won ! the gain on which he doats Shall soon be his ! how the wild coursers gasp Aha ! it matters not, the palm is in his grasp ! (*) "Le grande cirque occupait entre les monts Aventin et Palatin un espace allonge de 2400 pieds de longueur sur 450 de large, commen9ant a quelque dis- tance du Tibre, pres la place Bocca della Verita. II pouvait, au temps de Ves- pasien, qui 1'agrandit, contenir 250,000 spectateurs, et, sous Constantin, pres de 400,000. On y donnait des jeux dits circenses, consistant en luttes d'athletes, en courses a pied, a cheval, en chars, etc." [Z>u Pays. OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. H7 CANTO II. AND thou cloud-cleaving and resplendent dome ! High shrine of the Almighty ! ( J ) I behold Again thy mimic Heaven ! once more may roam 'Neath its colossal span the mightiest mould Of Man's inspir'd creation where, unroll'd, Thy matchless magnitude beyond me soars, Piercing the sapphire vault as if to hold Converse with the Eternal ! Let us pause, St. Peter's ! at thy plinth, before the mystic Cause, (') " The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, Wrought in a sad sincerity ; Himself from God he could not free ; He builded better than he knew ; The conscious stone to beauty grew." [Emerson's " Problem," 118 LORD BYRON VINDICATED; CANTO n. TO ask why thou wert rear'd why men have made A God unto themselves, crowning their days "With sweet heart-offerings? Not till thou shalt fade, O, Sun of papal Splendour ! and thy rays Pale as the dim forgotten, mock the blaze Of that which now thou art nay ! till thy site Be of great things unknown until decays Each instinct of the Mind, and utter Night Brood o'er the blighted Earth, may aught oppugn His might ! (') "La longueur du temple est de 575 pieds ; celle de la nef trans versale, de 417; la largeur de la grande nef du milieu est de 87 pieds, et on compte 142 pieds du pave jusqu'a la voute. Les deux anges enfantins qui soutiennent les benitiers en marbe n'ont pas moins de 6 pieds. Cette basilique est a croix latine et a trois nefs ; celle du milieu est divisee par huit gros piliers qui soutiennent quatre grands arcs de chaque cote : ceux-ci respondent a autant de chapelles. A chacun des piliers sont adosses deux pilastres canneles d'ordre corinthien, qui OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 119 CANTO II. WHO shall unfold the Future? Centuries Have run their varying round since He arose, The lowly Nazarene, who framed decrees For princely Potentates, and o'er the woes Of flesh spake still triumphant in the close Of His immortal mission, with a glance Of that exalted Prophecy which throws Its gleam o'er generations whose expanse, To Inspiration's eye, teems with significance. ont 8 picds de largeur et 77 de hauteur, y compris la base et le chapiteau ; ils soutiennent un entablement de 18 pieds de hauteur, qui regne tout autour de 1'eglise. Entre les pilastres sont deux rangs de niches ; celles du has renferment des statues de marbre, de 15 pieds. Sur chacun des grands arcs sont deux figures en stuc, de 15 pieds de haut, repr6sentant des Vertus. Les contre-pilastres qui correspondent sous les arcs sont ornes de deux medallions, soutenus separement par deux enfants de marbre blanc aux formes molles et rebondies ; ces medallions renferment les portraits de differents papes. Entre ces medallions on voit deux autre enfants portant les attributs pontificaux ; le tout a ete sculpte en bas-reliefs sous la direction du Bernin. La grande voxite de 1'eglise est decoree de caissons a rosaces en stuc dore. Le pave fut forme de beaux marbres, sous la direction de Jacques de la Porte et du Bernin. ******** 120 LORD BYRON VINDICATED; CANTO II. TTN'TO this man, or God albeit which U The world holds hot dispute hast thou been rais'd, O, Christ's enthron'd Cathedral ! to enrich, As a Queen Jewel, the starr'd crown that blaz'd O'er Popish Majesty! Indeed amaz'd Had beeti the humble fisherman whose name Thou bear'st, stupendous Pile could he have gazed On those transcendent glories that became The Synonym of Power the Harbinger of Fame ! Cette immense fa9ade en travertin n'a pas moins de 370 pieds de largeur et 149 de hauteur. Les huit colonnes corinthiennes, qui, vues de 1'obelisque, paraissent si petites, ont 88 pieds d'elevation et 8 pieds 5 pouces de diametre. L'attique est couronnee de 13 statues colossales (Jesus-Christ et les Apotres), de 17 pieds de haut. Aux extremites sont deux horloges, dessinees par 1'architecte Valadier et placees sous Pie VI (1'une marque les heures a 1'italienne). On entre OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 121 CANTO H. tain/ Prince of Palaces beams on our sight! JL The treasure-house of Learning and of Art! The Vatican, where rescued from the Night Of perish'd Ages pines a beauteous part Of the too-beauteous Past ! spread, like a chart, Before the dazzl'd vision we essay To trace to its far fount " The mighty Heart," ( 2 ) "Whose fluttering pulse-beats, quickening to Decay, Enchain, but cheat the sense, by Beauty's blinding ray! par cinq portes dans un magnifique portique de 47 pieds de largeur et de 439 pieds de longueur, y compris les vestibules des extremites, et 1'on voit les statues 6ques- tres de Constantin le Grand, par le Bernin et de Charlemagne, par Cornacchini.'' \_Du Pays. (') "Le Vatican, capitole de la Borne moderne, est moins un palais qu'une reunion de palais, d'edinces Irreguliers auxquels travaillerent les plus celebres architectes, Bramante (Raphael), Pirro Ligorio, Dominique Fontana, Charles Maderne, Bernin. II est a trois etages, renferme une infinite de salles, de gal- ( 5 ) Byron's " Childe Harold :" Canto IV; Stanza L XXX VIII. 122 LORD SYR ON VINDICATED; CANTO II. Htfffcttt* ABE AUTY now no more, save through this gleam That permeates the Present in such shapes Fair Children of the Chisel the fond dream Of each God-gifted Genius who escapes, Perchance, Time's transient tablet which but drapes, "With Memory's green garland, the bright name His bays bequeath'd high Art; but, from the apes Of stern Sublimity, her face, for shame, Rome's grief- worn Goddess veils! quench'd is her ancient flame ! cries, de chapelles, de corridors, une bibliotheque, un musee immense, un jardin; on y compte 20 cours, 8 grands escaliers et 200 escaliers de service. Bonanni (Templi vaticani historia) pretend que le Vatican contient 13,000 chambres, en y comprenant les souterrains. Ce qui manque a ce vaste ensemble de bailments, c'est une fa$ade exterieure. Du cote par ou on 1'aborde, il est masque par la colonnade de la place de Saint Pierre." [Du Pays. OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 123 CANTO H. C) City of the Dead! the dreary seat JL Of Death and Desolation! May these be The men that tamed the Proud, and thrall'd the Great? "WTiy ! Time out-csesars Caesar ! ( 2 ) his decree Hath levell'd Prince with Peasant! lo ! we see All one ! perchance the Conqueror's crumbling mound May crown some statelier cell, but now no knee Bends in forc'd adulation, nor is found, On Earth, one far-fled shadow of their vantage-ground ! ( l ) "Les Catacombes de Home s'etendent dans diverses directions autour des remparts de la ville et dans la campagne. On en connait une soixantaine, et on estime qu'il en existe trois fois plus a decouvrir. Elles forment un dedale de chemins souterrains, de corridors etroits et has, prsentant de distance en distance les especes de chambres carrees qui servaient d'oratoires aux Chretiens." [Z>w Pays. ( ! ) " it out-herods Herod." [Shakespeare's " Hamlet : " Act III; Scene II. 124 LORD BYRON VINDICATED; CANTO H. lords MY strain draws nigh its close, but it hath been A not unwelcome task : what though its stream Be swoln by burning tears ? if Genius glean Aught frombow'd Torture's teachings blend one beam "With her Caesar ean crown in sooth Hope's dream Of high Ambition hath not vied in vain ! (*) I may not live to mark men laud my theme, Nor cozening critics question, nor remain The sick spectator of a wanton "World's disdain (') " All this hath somewhat worn me, and may wear, But must be borne. I stoop not to despair ; For I have battled with mine agony, And made me wings wherewith to overfly The narrow circus of my dungeon wall," etc. [Byron's " Lament of Tasso." OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 125 CANTO H. [0rds ofj flatting* THOUGH such should be accorded as my meed ! F faith I care not ! for Fame hath become, To these young eyes, a harvest sown of seed "Whose bloom is Barrenness : not for full sum Of hollow Approbation, nor hot hum Of Mammon's myriads in blood-bought applause, "Would I unbend my Being, but were dumb. I clasp'd Fray's falchion in another's cause That blade, though bathed with blood, was bared by Love's bright laws ! (') (') " Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight." [Tenny son's " Locksley Hall." "Let fame go 126 LORD BYRON VINDICATED-, CANTO II. 0f[ I I STILL it may be I have not sung in vain, Nor sown Hope's seed to ashes: hence shall flood, Perchance, a band of warriors, but refrain From dark self-slaughter" of the Dragon's brood, (*.) I care not much what shall become of fame, So I save love and do mine own soul right ; " etc. [Swinburne's " Chastelard : " Act IV; Scene I. (') " While Cadmus stood over his conquered foe, contemplating its vast size, a voice was heard (from whence he knew not, but he heard it distinctly) com- manding him to take the dragon's teeth and sow them in the earth. He obeyed. He made a furrow in the ground, and! planted the teeth, destined to produce a crop of men. Scarce had he done so when the clods began to move, and the points of spears appear above the surface. Next helmets with their nodding plumes came up, and next the shoulders and breasts and limbs of men with weapons, and in time a harvest of armed warriors. Cadmus alarmed prepared to encounter a new enemy, but one of them said to him, ' Meddle not with our civil war.' With that he who had spoken smote one of his earth-born brothers with a sword, and he himself fell pierced with an arrow from another. The latter fell a victim to a fourth, and in like manner the whole crowd dealt with each OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 127 CANTO n. Turning their arms, unstain'd with brothers' blood, 'Gainst the pale Yampires of the peaceful Grave ! (*) The issue bides with Heaven! If, from this bud, A Flower of Beauty spring, ( 2 ) fair shall it wave Though he that loved it lie, calm, in his clay-cold cave ! ( 3 ) other till all fell slain with mutual wounds, except five survivors. One of these cast away his weapons and said, ' Brothers, let us live in peace ! ' These five joined with Cadmus in building his city, to which he gave the name of Thebes." [" The Age of Fable ; " Bulfinch. (') [M.S. " 'Gainst the gaunt Prowlers of th' unguarded Grave ! " E.] ( 2 ) " This bud of love, by Summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet." [Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet:" Act II; Scene IL ( 3 ) " and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure ? All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee." [Bryant's " Thanatopsis." 128 LORD BYRON VINDICATED; CANTO H. FAKEWELL ! Fierce floods, that bore 'pon their broad breast Me and my bark as bubbles, ebb away ! "Now fleet- wing'd Fancy flies her humble nest, Leaving me, lonely, 'mid this Curse of Clay; ( J ) Feeling all past Peace wreck'd, the Future's ray Bound by black thralls that threat pale Peril's path Weird-beck'ning Aspects which would blast my way Semblance of shapes that were : Ambition's wraith, [faith ! And the sweet shade of Love, scoff at mine ancient C 1 ) ** ' For here, forlorn and lost, I tread With fainting steps and slow OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 129 CANTO II. lords 0f| Martina. II s$>~ O SO be it! If Earth bear no further fruit, I rank Remembrance, bitter though it be, Hope's holiest heritage, like some sweet lute Breathing long-buried sorrows o'er Life's sea From the lull'd Past, until, 'yond (*) that far lee, Swelling against those winds wherewith I strive, Comes, calm and clear, an echo full and free Light siren-songs which woo'd, with Love's gay gyve, My fond, o'er-ardent Youth ! feelings years may not rive ! ( 2 ) Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go.' " [Goldsmith's "Hermit?' ( l ) Beyond. ( 4 ) " When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past," etc. [Shakespeare's " Sonnet XXX." 130 LORD BYRON VINDICATED; CANTO n. lords 0f| tjarlmij, 1 1 rgr TJ AFOOT) Farewell ! Aye ! thou dear theme, Adieu ! Meeting mere strangers, as sad playmates press The hallow'd hand at parting, to renew Their wide-dividing ways through Wilderness, Sun, Storm, or Shadow wilds which blast or bless Press we the Palm of Friendship!^) Thoughts wax things Of individual Essence, nor live less Than those bright Beings that inspire the springs Of Poesy's sweet strain with Pegasean wings ! (') " while o'er the brim of life's beaker I dip, Though the cup may next moment be shatter'd, the wine Spilt, one deep health I'll pledge, and that health shall be thine," etc. [ Owen Meredith's ' ' Lucile : " Part /; Canto V. OR, ROME AND HER PILGRIM. 131 CAlfTO II. MY forge-lights flicker 'bove a fading brand Hoar, stark and soulless, for all flame hath fled ! Its last spark is extinguish'd ! lo ! the hand That fashion'd it, now nerveless as the dead, Drops its weak grasp ! with a dull load, like lead, Existence aches upon me ! I awake, The old, unalter'd Being, that for bread Receiv'd from men a stone for fish a snake ! (*) Truth's deathless triumph dawns! Time shall stern vengeance take! ( 2 ) (') " Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a ttonef Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a serpent?" [St. Matthew : Chap. VII; v. 9, 10, (*) The concluding line refers not to myself, but to him I defend. mn fa mn ta the itnnn to Jut MAJESTIC Monarch of the mountain-cloud! Proud Prophet! Ye whose scarr'd, sky-towering top Is lifted 'bove thy kindred lost in air ! From whose veil'd bosom to the void below, Deal'ning descendeth, ever and anon, The frozen Torrent of the Avalanche * With torn and thund'rous echoes from afar! Along whose haught and bleak, bolt-riven brow The awful Hand of Time hath Ages lain! Scath'd Prince of Pride ! brave-scarr'd and beaten By the Tempest's wrath ! From whose icy heart 136 HYMN TO MT. BLANC. The mountain brooklet leaps with wild, mad joy, From crag to crag, into the gulf beneath ! Lo, do I love Ye I On my knees I bow, And lift my Soul, in ecstasy, to Thee, Lone Hierarch! List! from the peaceful plain Soft-tinkling herd-bells of the shepherd's fold Rise on the gentle wind in fairy chime, "Whilst mournful mem'ries of departed days Drift, dreamlike, 'pon the placid ev'ning air. Far, far aloft, along Thy fields of snow, The full-orb'd Moon hath pour'd her pallid flood ; There, soaring silent through Thy silv'ry shroud, Thou seek'st* communion with the starry Night ! Yea ! do I love Ye 'neath blest Dian's beam HYMN TO MT. BLANC. 137 When warm Aurora, budding o'er Thy brow, Doth dye with purple kisses Thy pale front I Then art Thou fair as on that first, far day "When Thou wert moulded by the Master's hand! O, Answer! what is Man? Stupendous Pile! If I, as Thee, might wanton with the Clouds, Or garb me in the Glories of the Night, Or bind the Rainbow's Chaplet round my brow, Methinks I still were happy, since with me Mere love or hate of Man must link with naught ! Then were my mates the Lightning and the Storm My wrath, rous'd Jove's red-wing'd Artillery E'en at my feet each star-crown'd crag should fall, Shaking the firm-set Earth to her fix'd base ! 138 HYMN TO NT. BLANC. I'd crave compactures with the wandering "Winds, Or force from them their tale of bastard birth Their errand whence they came e'en commands ! O, Christ ! lone Crags, I love Ye ! Yea ! my Soul, Cleft, wrung, rebellious, doth defy control Sets her haught heel upon the writhing worm That cribs her in this Charnel-house of Clay ! Avaunt! the thought is Madness ! I AM THINE! to KAND Anthem of Jehovah! Give Thee Hail! O, Mighty One! Give Answer! On Thy wail, That sounds forever from Thy farthest shore, The deep Te Deum of ten thousand Psalms ! O, moanful music of the Lurley's lay, The soft complainings of the Summer breeze That sweetly slumbers 'pon Thy heaving breast, "Which, like a mother's, trembling at its touch, Doth make Thy very fondness kin to pain ! Anon ! behold ! Thy peaceful sleep is broke, And, like a chieftain on the battle-morn, Thou risest, naked, to confront the Storm, 14:0 HYMN TO THE OCEAN. Or mov'st, majestic, 'neath His tyrant touch! Then art Thou mighty ! Then are we that gaze Upon Thee thrill'd stirr'd to the Soul's deep spring "With awful whispers of that viewless God "Whose voice Thou and the lawless "Winds obey ! O, boundless Waste of "Waters ! Soulless Solitude 1 Wild waves eternal-rising crest on crest Forever-dying born to Life anew! O, Mighty One ! Give Answer ! I would search The secret shadow of Thy haunting pain ! Tell Thou of them deep-hid, forevermore, Within Thy hollow heart's sarcophagi ! Tell to the loving wife, the tender maid, Of him whose bones lie bleaching on Thy sands, HYMN TO THE OCEAN. 141 Unmeasur'd fathoms 'neath Thy breakers' din ! Poor wretch ! devoted to Heaven's warring Gods ! O'ertaken by the giant "Whirlwind's wrath ! Tell of that rosy morn his sheeny sail Bore yon lone wand'rer from the smiling shore, "When Thou did'st hearken to a fond wife's prayer For prosp'rous voyage sped by gentle Winds ! Tell of the murk, black Night ! The howling Storm ! Thine angry billows capt with yeasty foam ! The Lightning's glare ! The Gale's wild lullaby ! The Heart's despair ! The fierce, brief struggle I And the freed Soul's flight to realms afar ! Ah! long, long ere those aching eyes shall greet The husband, or the lover, far away; For Thou, Most Mighty ! mark'd him for Thine own, Ere yet his boyhood 'gan Thy dread career ! 142 HYMN TO TEE OCEAN. O, Mighty One ! Give Answer ! I would search The secret shadow of Thy haunting pain! Why dost Thou raise, eternally, to God Thy weary voice hi hoarse lament that Thou wert made? Alas ! I know not yet I know my heart Doth yearn toward Thee, in Thy great agony; For through its core the same strong pulse doth beat, "With an all-ebbless tide, like unto Thine! And I have sought Thee in Thy tender moods, But Thou vouchsaf ' d no answer ! "Worshipping, Along Thy pebbl'd shore I've paced the Night, Communing with Thy Spirit till the Dawn, Then, weary, sought my couch to dream of Thee, And come again to question and adore ! HYMN TO THE OCEAN. 143 Oft, gazing on Thee 'neath the Crescent beam Whose golden splendour kiss'd the silver sands Beneath my feet, my Soul hath risen From her Mask of Clay, and up the broad'ning vista Ta'en her flight, and there hath seen and question'd That which other men perchance may dream, But none may know I Then, to my list'ning Soul, Thy moan seem'd sweetest music, and the melody Of Thy deep monotone an awful requiem, Swell'd solemnly 'bove Thy still-sleeping host! O, Mighty One! Give Answer! I would search The secret shadow of Thy haunting pain ! Upon Thy shore I've mark'd Thee cast, contempt- uously, Thy warlike spoils, like as a wayward child 144 HYMN TO THE OCEAN. That wearied of its romp and boisterous play, Doth, sated, quit its toys to sigh for new! "Weird toys are Thine, that freeze, at its warm spring, The genial flow in hearts of them that gaze ! Old, riven planks, pierc'd by the sleepless worm Truss'd through by rusted spike, or grim, red bolt, And garnish'd deep with fringe of waving moss To which cling living shells that feast on Death ! A half-eflac'd inscription like a name The sole survivor of some stately ship "Whose sunken prow sleeps in Thy crystal tomb I O, silent Tragedy! O, Actors hush'd in Death! This, thy lone witness, comes from thee afar, An hundred leagues, to tell thou art no more ! Ah! who shall pierce Thy sunless vault below? HYMN SO THE OCEAN. 145 "Who gaze upon that phantom barque which lies, Slow-rotting, 'neath Thy dead and pulseless tide? The bony Steersman spitted on his wheel A ghastly spectre, peering through the gloom "With hollow orbs, as if it would divine The dreadful Aspect of Eternity? Upon Thy boundless plain of shining sands Bloom rare sea-plants, and Children of the Deep The crimson coral, which, with graceful spray, Doth mock her frailer sisters born -of Earth ! But, fairer far, those sweet and gentle flowers That in Thy hauntless wilds unheeded blow "With wanton fragrance, save the Merman King Doth seek, with them, his true-love's troth to plight! 146 HYMN TO THE .OCEAN. Heap'd in Thy caves lies hid the glittering store Bold men have wrested from the Womb of Earth; But Thou did'st gripe it in Thine amorous clutch' "Who shall disputeless hoard, forevermore! Thou art eternal, and shalt proudly roll "When millions be departed, yet unborn ; Man's day a flower that at Life's Ev'nmg fades, To moulder 'neath the mute and senseless stone! But, ah! the Spirit, striving in my breast, Doth there Thy vaunted sov'reignty deny My Soul shall seek afar her " captain, Christ," (*) When Thou reced'st to Thy remotest shore ! Yet do I love Thee, and my deep delight (') Shakespeare's "King Richard II:" Act IV; Scene I. HYMN TO THE OCEAN. 147 Is heark'ning to Thine angry surges' call, Thy rush of fury 'gainst the jagg'd, black rocks, The mutter'd thunder of Thy baffl'd roar! Farewell! thou Marvel of an unseen God! Farewell! O, Herald of perpetual Song! Farewell ! thou Burthen of ten thousand Psalms ! Grand Anthem of Jehovah! Give Farewell! ? fo 9 /I Q fc: University of California SOUTHERN REGIONAL LIBRARY FACILITY 405 Hilgard Avenue, Los Angeles, CA 90024-1388 Return this material to the library from which it was borrowed. J W 2 11332 J2S!B&* REGIONAL LIBRAR m nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn