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CANTO III.]
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CHILDE HAROLD’S PILGRIMAGE.

Of earth-o'ergazing mountains,N19 and thus take
A fit and unwalled temple, there to seek
The Spirit, in whose honour shrines are weak
Upreared of human hands. Come, and compare
Columns and idol-dwellings—Goth or Greek—
With Nature's realms of worship, earth and air—
Nor fix on fond abodes to circumscribe thy prayer!


XCII.

The sky is changed!—and such a change! Oh Night,N20
And Storm, and Darkness, ye are wondrous strong,
Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light
Of a dark eye in Woman![1] Far along,
From peak to peak, the rattling crags among
Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud,
But every mountain now hath found a tongue,
And Jura answers, through her misty shroud,
Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!


XCIII.

And this is in the Night:—Most glorious Night![2]

Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be
  1. [Compare the well-known song which forms the prelude of the Hebrew Melodies

    "She walks in beauty, like the night
    Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
    And all that's best of dark and bright
    Meet in her aspect and her eyes."]

  2. ——Oh glorious Night
    That art not sent
    ——.—[MS.]