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POEMS 1809—1813.



Oh never talk again to me
Of northern climes and British ladies;
It has not been your lot to see,[2]
Like me, the lovely Girl of Cadiz.
Although her eye be not of blue,
Nor fair her locks, like English lasses,
How far its own expressive hue
The languid azure eye surpasses!


Prometheus-like from heaven she stole
The fire that through those silken lashes
In darkest glances seems to roll,

From eyes that cannot hide their flashes:
  1. [These stanzas were inserted in the first draft of the First Canto of Childe Harold, after the eighty-sixth stanza. "The struggle 'gainst the Demon's sway" (see stanza lxxxiv.) had, apparently, resulted in victory, for the "unpremeditated lay" poured forth at the time betrays the youth and high spirits of the singer. But the inconsistency was detected in time, and the lines, To Inez, dated January 25, 1810, with their "touches of dreariest sadness," were substituted for the simple and cheerful strains of The Girl of Cadiz (see Poetical Works, 1899, ii. 75, note 1; Life, p. 151).]
  2. For thou hast never lived to see.—[MS. M. erased.]