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perversion of mind and morals leads to satiety of past pleasures and disappointment in new ones, and that even the beauties of nature, and the stimulus of travel (except ambition, the most powerful of all excitements) are lost on a soul so constituted, or rather misdirected. Had I proceeded with the poem, this character would have deepened as he drew to the close;
for the outline which I once meant to fill up for him was, with some exceptions, the sketch of a modern Timon, perhaps a poetical Zeluco.?
1 [In one of his early poems—“Childish Recollections," Lord Byron compares himself to the Athenian misanthrope, of whose bitter apophthegms many are upon record, though no authentic particulars of his life have come down to us :
6. Weary of love, of life, devoured with spleen,
I rest a perfect Timon, not nineteen," &c.] 2 [It was Dr Moore's object, in this powerful romance, (now unjustly neglected,) to trace the fatal effects resulting from a fond mother's unconditional compliance with the humours and passions of an only child. With high advantages of person, birth, fortune, and ability, Zeluco is represented as miserable, through every scene of life, owing to the spirit of unbridled selfindulgence thus pampered in infancy.]
Not in those climes where I have late been straying, Though beauty long hath there been matchless
deem'd; Not in those visions to the heart displaying Forms which it sighs but to have only dream'd, Hath aught like thee in truth or fancy seem'd; Nor, having seen thee, shall I vainly seek To paint those charms which varied as they
beam'dTo such as see thee not my words were weak; To those who gaze on thee what language could they
Ah! mayst thou ever be what now thou art,
Beholds the rainbow of her future years,
1 [The Lady Charlotte Harley, second daughter of Edward, fifth Earl of Oxford, (now Lady Charlotte Bacon,) in the autumn of 1812, when these lines were addressed to her, had not completed her eleventh year. Mr. Westall's portrait of the juvenile beauty, painted at Lord Byron's request, is engraved in - Finden's Illustrations of the Life and Works of Lord Byron."]
Young Peril of the west!'tis well for me
To those whose admiration shall succeed,
Oh! let that eye,which, wild as the gazelle's,2
To one so young my strain I would commend, But bid me with my wreath one matchless lily blend.
Such is thy name with this my verse entwined;
Such is the most my memory may desire;
ship less require ? [Peri, the Persian term for a beautiful intermediate order of beings, is generally supposed to be another form of our own word Fairy.] » [A species of the antelope.
66 You have the eyes of a gazelle,” is considered all over the East as the greatest compliment that can be paid to a woman.]