i. Before they butcher. Little Leila gazed, And asked why such a structure had been raised : LXXV. And being told it was "God's House," she said. The cruel Nazarenes, who had laid low The True Believers ;-and her infant brow Was bent with grief that Mahomet should resign A mosque so noble, flung like pearls to swine. LXXVI. On! on through meadows, managed like a garden, Countries of greater heat, but lesser suction, LXXVII. And when I think upon a pot of beer But I won't weep!-and so drive on, postilions! As the smart boys spurred fast in their career, Juan admired these highways of free millionsA country in all senses the most dear To foreigner or native, save some silly ones, Who "kick against the pricks" just at this juncture, And for their pains get only a fresh puncture. LXXVIII. What a delightful thing 's a turnpike road! of higher stations, And for their pains get smarter puncturations.—[MS. erased.] With the York mail;-but onward as we roll, LXXIX. Alas! how deeply painful is all payment! Take lives-take wives-take aught except men's purses: As Machiavel shows those in purple raiment, Such is the shortest way to general curses.2 LXXX. So said the Florentine: ye monarchs, hearken O'er the high hill, which looks with pride or scorn LXXXI. The Sun went down, the smoke rose up, as from 1. [See Childe Harold, Canto I. stanza xxxii. line 2, Poetical Works, 1899, ii. 93, note 16.] 2. [See The Prince (Il Principe), chap. xvii., by Niccolò Machiavelli, translated by Ninian Hill Thomson, 1897, p. 121: But above all [a Prince] must abstain from the property of others. For men will sooner forget the death of their father than the loss of their patrimony."] 3. [India; America.] LXXXII. A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping LXXXIII. But Juan saw not this: each wreath of smoke Are bowed, and put the Sun out like a taper, LXXXIV. He paused and so will I ; as doth a crew Our old acquaintance; and at least I'll try Because they are so ;-a male Mrs. Fry,1 With a soft besom will I sweep your halls, And brush a web or two from off the walls. LXXXV. Oh Mrs. Fry! Why go to Newgate? Why A jargon, a mere philanthropic din, 1. [Elizabeth Fry (1780-1845) began her visits to Newgate in 1813. In 1820 she corresponded with the Princess Sophie of Russia, and at a later period she was entertained by Louis Philippe, and by the King of Prussia at Kaiserwerth. She might have, she may have, admonished George IV. "with regard to all good things."] Unless you make their betters better :--Fie! LXXXVI. Teach them the decencies of good threescore; Cure them of tours, hussar and highland dresses; Tell them that youth once gone returns no more, That hired huzzas redeem no land's distresses; Tell them Sir William Curtis 1 is a bore, Too dull even for the dullest of excessesThe witless Falstaff of a hoary Hal, A fool whose bells have ceased to ring at all. LXXXVII. Tell them, though it may be, perhaps, too late- "T is not so to be good; and, be it stated, i. Like an old Roman trumpet ere a battle.--[MS. erased.] 1. [See The Age of Bronze, line 768, Poetical Works, 1901, v. 578, note 1.] 2. ["O for a blast of that dread horn, On Fontarabian echoes borne, That to King Charles did come, When Rowland brave, and Olivier, On Roncesvalles died." Marmion, Canto VI. stanza xxxiii. lines 7-12.] 3. B. Genoa, Oct. 6th, 1822. End of Canto 10th CANTO THE ELEVENTH. I. WHEN Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter," Too subtle for the airiest human head; II. What a sublime discovery 't was to make the That all 's ideal-all ourselves!-I'll stake the World (be it what you will) that that's no schism. Oh Doubt!-if thou be'st Doubt, for which some take thee, But which I doubt extremely-thou sole prism Of the Truth's rays, spoil not my draught of spirit! Heaven's brandy, though our brain can hardly bear it. 1. [Berkeley did not deny the reality of existence, but the reality of matter as an abstract conception. "It is plain," he says (On the Principles of Human Knowledge, sect. ix.), "that the very notion of what is called matter or corporeal substance, involves a contradiction in it." Again, "It were a mistake to think that what is here said derogates in the least from the reality of things." His contention was that this reality depended, not on an abstraction called matter, "an inert, extended unperceiving substance," but on "those unextended, indivisible substances or spirits, which act, and think, and perceive them [unthinking_beings]."—Ibid., sect. xci., The Works of George Berkeley, D.D., 1820, i. 27, 69, 70.] |