such a stupid word as _finest_ for fairest." (Revise,
November 15, 1813.)

The lines, "Where the Citron," etc., are absent from a fair copy dated
November 11, but are inserted as an addition in an earlier draft.]

[128]
"Souls made of fire, and children of the Sun,
With whom revenge is virtue."
Young's _Revenge_, act v. sc. 2 (_British Theatre_, 1792, p. 84).

[ez] _For wild as the moment of lovers' farewell_.--[MS.]

[fa] _Canto 1^st^ The Bride of Abydos. Nov. 1^st^ 1813_.--[MS.]

[fb] {159} _The changing cheek and knitting brow_.--[MS. i.]

[fc]
_Hence--bid my daughter hither come_
_This hour decides her future doom--_
_Yet not to her these words express_
_But lead her from the tower's recess_.--[MSS. i., ii.]

[These lines must have been altered in proof, for all the revises accord
with the text.]

[fd] {160} _With many a tale and mutual song_.--[ms]

[129] Mejnoun and Leila, the Romeo and Juliet of the East. Sadi, the
moral poet of Persia. [For the "story of Leila and Mujnoon," see _The
Gulistan, or Rose Garden_ of ... Saadi, translated by Francis Gladwin,
Boston, 1865, Tale xix. pp. 288, 289; and Gulistan ... du Cheikh Sa'di
... Traduit par W. Semelet, Paris, 1834, Notes on Chapitre V. p. 304.
Sa'di "moralizes" the tale, to the effect that love dwells in the eye of
the beholder. See, too, J[=a]m[=i]'s _Medjnoun et Leila_, translated by
A. L. Chezy, Paris, 1807.]

[130] Tambour. Turkish drum, which sounds at sunrise, noon, and
twilight. [The "tambour" is a kind of mandoline. It is the large
kettle-drum (_nagare_) which sounds the hours.]

[fe] {161}
_Must walk forsooth where waters flow_
_And pore on every flower below_.--[MS. erased.]

[ff] {162} _For looks of peace and hearts of ire_.--[MS.]

[fg] _And calmly to his Sire's was raised_.--[MS.]

[fh] {163} _No--nor the blood I call my own_.--[MS.]

[131] The Turks abhor the Arabs (who return the compliment a
hundredfold) even more than they hate the Christians.

[fi] _Or Christian flying from the fight_.--[MS.]

[fj] _Zuleika! ever welcome here_.--[MS.]

[fk] _Who never was more blest than now_.--[MS.]

[132] {164} [Lines 170-181 were added in the course of printing. They
were received by the publisher on November 22, 1813.]

[fl]
_Who hath not felt his very power of sight_
_Faint with the languid dimness of delight?_--[MS.]

[fm]
_The light of life--the purity of grace_
_The m