Page:The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero) - Volume 2.djvu/194

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[CANTO II.
CHILDE HAROLD’S PILGRIMAGE.

And scarce regret the region of his birth,
When wandering slow by Delphi's sacred side,
Or gazing o'er the plains where Greek and Persian died.[1]


XCIII.

Let such approach this consecrated Land,
And pass in peace along the magic waste;
But spare its relics—let no busy hand
Deface the scenes, already how defaced!
Not for such purpose were these altars placed:
Revere the remnants Nations once revered:
So may our Country's name be undisgraced,
So may'st thou prosper where thy youth was reared,
By every honest joy of Love and Life endeared!


XCIV.

For thee, who thus in too protracted song
Hast soothed thine Idlesse with inglorious lays,
Soon shall thy voice be lost amid the throng
Of louder Minstrels in these later days:
To such resign the strife for fading Bays—
Ill may such contest now the spirit move
Which heeds nor keen Reproach nor partial Praise,[2]
Since cold each kinder heart that might approve—
And none are left to please when none are left to love.


  1. [The original MS. closes with this stanza.]
  2. Which heeds nor stern reproach ——.—[D.]