But did not quench, her spirit-in her fate 105 All were enwrapp'd: the feasted monarchs knew And loved their hostess, nor could learn to hate, Although they humbled—with the kingly few The many felt, for from all days and climes She was the voyager's worship;—even her crimes Were of the softer order-born of Love, III She drank no blood, nor fatten❜d on the dead, But gladden'd where her harmless conquests spread ; For these restored the Cross, that from above Hallow'd her sheltering banners, which incessant Flew between earth and the unholy Crescent, 116 Which, if it waned and dwindled, Earth may thank The city it has clothed in chains, which clank IV. The name of Commonwealth is past and gone 125 His chainless mountains, 'tis but for a time, 130 motion, As if his senseless sceptre were a wand Full of the magic of exploded science— Still one great clime, in full and free defiance, 135 140 145 May strike to those whose red right hands have bought Rights cheaply earn'd with blood. Still, still, for ever Better, though each man's life-blood were a river, 160 NOTES TO THE POEMS. NOTE 1. Written after swimming from Sestos to Abydos. Page 176. The On the 3d of May, 1810, while the Salsette (Captain Bathurst) was lying in the Dardanelles, Lieutenant Ekenhead of that frigate and the writer of these rhymes swam from the European shore to the Asiatic-by-thebye, from Abydos to Sestos would have been more correct. The whole distance from the place whence we started to our landing on the other side, including the length we were carried by the current, was computed by those on board the frigate at upwards of four English miles; though the actual breadth is barely one. rapidity of the current is such that no boat can row directly across, and it may in some measure be estimated from the circumstance of the whole distance being accomplished by one of the parties in an hour and five, and by the other in an hour and ten minutes. The water was extremely cold from the melting of the mountain-snows. About three weeks before, in April, we had made an attempt, but having ridden all the way from the Troad the same morning, and the water being of an icy chillness, we found it necessary to post |