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NOTES ON THE MSS. OF CHILDE HAROLD.
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| „ | lxxxvi. "Oh! ever loving, lovely, and beloved!"— |
| „ | lxxxvii. "Then must I plunge again into the crowd,"— |
| „ | lxxxviii. "What is the worst of woes that wait on Age?"— |
Additions to the Seventh Edition, 1814.
The Second Canto, in the first six editions, numbers eighty-eight stanzas; in the Seventh Edition the Second Canto numbers ninety-eight stanzas.
Additions.
The Dedication, To Ianthe.
| Stanza | xxvii. "More blest the life of godly Eremite,"— |
| „ | lxxvii. "The city won for Allah from the Giaour,"— |
| „ | lxxviii. "Yet mark their mirth, ere Lenten days begin,"— |
| „ | lxxix. "And whose more rife with merriment than thine,"— |
| „ | lxxx. "Loud was the lightsome tumult on the shore,"— |
| „ | lxxxi. "Glanced many a light Caique along the foam,"— |
| „ | lxxxii. "But, midst the throng in merry masquerade,"— |
| „ | lxxxiii. "This must he feel, the true-born son of Greece,"— |
| „ | lxxxix. "The Sun, the soil—but not the slave, the same,"— |
| „ | xc. "The flying Mede, his shaftless broken bow,"— |
