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n_----.--[MS.] [nh] ----_thy sullied diadem_.--[MS.] [315] {423} [Byron gave these verses to Moore for Mr. Power of the Strand, who published them, with music by Sir John Stevenson. "I feel merry enough," he wrote, March 2, "to send you a sad song." And again, March 8, 1815, "An event--the death of poor Dorset--and the recollection of what I once felt, and ought to have felt now, but could not--set me pondering, and finally into the train of thought which you have in your hands." A year later, in another letter to Moore, he says, "I pique myself on these lines as being the _truest_, though the most melancholy, I ever wrote." (March 8, 1816.)--_Letters_, 1899, iii. 181, 183, 274.] [ni] _'Tis not the blush alone that fades from Beauty's cheek_.--[MS.] [nj] {424} _As ivy o'er the mouldering wall that heavily hath crept_.--[MS.] [316] [Compare-- "And oft we see gay ivy's wreath The tree with brilliant bloom o'erspread, When, part its leaves and gaze beneath, We find the hidden tree is dead." "To Anna," _The Warrior's Return, etc._, by Mrs. Opie, 1808, p. 144.] [317] {425} [From an autograph MS. in the possession of Mr. Murray, now for the first time printed. The MS. is headed, in pencil, "Lines written on the Death of the Duke of Dorset, a College Friend of Lord Byron's, who was killed by a fall from his horse while hunting." It is endorsed, "Bought of Markham Thorpe, August 29, 1844." (For Duke of Dorset, see _Poetical Works, 1898, i. 194, note 2_; and _Letters, 1899, in. 181, note 1._)] [nk] {426} ----_shall eternally be_.--[MS. erased.] [nl] _Green be the turf_----.--[MS.] [318] [Compare "O lay me, ye that see the light, near some rock of my hills: let the thick hazels be around, let the rustling oaks be near. Green be the place of my rest."--"The War of Inis-Thona," _Works of Ossin_, 1765, i. 156.] [nm] _May its verdure be sweetest to see_.--[MS.] [nn] {427} _Young flowers and a far-spreading tree_ _May wave on the spot of thy rest;_ _But nor cypress nor yew let it be_.--[MS.] [319] ["We need scarcely remind our readers that there are points in these spirited lines, with which our opinions do not accord; and, indeed, the author himself has told us that he rather adapted them to what he considered the speaker's feelings than his own."--_Examiner_, July 30, 1815.] [no] _The brightest and blackest are due to my fame_.--[MS.] [np] _But thy destiny w
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