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CHILDE HAROLD’S PILGRIMAGE, CANTO IV.
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cx. "Tully was not so eloquent as thou,"—
cxi. "Buried in air, the deep blue sky of Rome,"—
cxv.-cxix. "Egeria! sweet creation of some heart,"—"And didst thou not, thy breast to his replying,"—
cxxviii.-cxxxiv. "Arches on arches! as it were that Rome,"—"And if my voice break forth, 'tis not that now,"—
cxxxviii.-cli. "The seal is set.—Now welcome, thou dread Power!"—"The starry fable of the Milky Way,"—
cliii.-clxvi. "But lo! the Dome—the vast and wondrous Dome,"—"And send us prying into the abyss,"—
clxxv. "But I forget.—My Pilgrim's shrine is won,"—
clxxvi. "Upon the blue Symplegades: long years,"—
clxxix. "Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean—roll!"—
clxxx. "His steps are not upon thy paths,—thy fields,"—
clxxxiii.-clxxxvi. "Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form,"—"Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been,"—

Additional Stanza.

Stanza xl. "Great as thou art, yet paralleled by those,"—

(127 stanzas.)


Additions bound up with MS. M.

Stanza ii. "She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from Ocean,"—
xii.-xiv. "The Suabian sued, and now the Austrian reigns,"—(November 10, 1817.)—"In youth She was all glory,—a new Tyre,"—
xvi. "When Athens' armies fell at Syracuse,"—
xvii. "Thus, Venice! if no stronger claim were thine,"—
xxvii.-xxix. "The Moon is up, and yet it is not night,"—"Filled with the face of heaven, which, from afar,"—
xlvii. "Yet, Italy! through every other land,"—