affectation of Greek terms,
which I wish to avoid" (letter to Dallas, September 23, 1811: _Letters_,
1898, ii. 44. See, too, _Poetical Works_, 1883, p. 5).]

[as] _Ulissipont, or Lisbona_.--[MS. pencil.]

[at]
_Which poets, prone to lie, have paved with gold_.--[MS.]
_Which poets sprinkle o'er with sands of gold_.--[MS. pencil.]
_Which fabling poets_--[D. pencil.]

[44] {33} [For Byron's estimate of the Portuguese, see _The Curse of
Minerva_, lines 233, 234, and note to line 231 (_Poetical Works_, 1898,
i. 469, 470). In the last line of the preceding stanza, the substitution
of the text for _var._ i. was no doubt suggested by Dallas in the
interests of prudence.]

[au]
_Who hate the very hand that waves the sword_
_To shield them, etc_.--[MS. D.]
_To guard them, etc_.--[MS. pencil.]

[av]
_Mid many things that grieve both nose and ee_.--[MS.]
_Midst many_----.--[MS. D.]

[aw] ----_smelleth filthily_.--[MS. D.]

[ax] ----_dammed with dirt_.--[MS. erased.]

[45] {34} [For a fuller description of Cintra, see letter to Mrs. Byron,
dated August 11, 1808 (_Life_, p. 92; _Letters_, 1898, i. 237). Southey,
not often in accord with Byron, on his return from Spain (1801)
testified that "for beauty all English, perhaps all existing, scenery
must yield to Cintra" (_Life and Corr. of R. Southey_, ii. 161).]

[ay] ----_views too sweet and vast_----.--[MS. erased.]

[az]
----_by tottering convent crowned_.--[MS. erased.]
_Alcornoque_.--[Note (pencil).]

[46] "The sky-worn robes of tenderest blue." Collins' _Ode to Pity_ [MS.
and D.].

[ba] _The murmur that the sparkling torrents keep_.--[MS. erased.]

[47] {35} [The convent of Nossa Senora (now the Palazio) da Pena, and
the Cork Convent, were visited by Beckford (circ. 1780), and are
described in his _Italy, with Sketches of Spain and Portugal_ (8vo,
1834), the reissue of his _Letters Picturesque and Poetical_ (4to,
1783).

"Our first object was the convent of Nossa Senhora da Penha, the little
romantic pile of white building I had seen glittering from afar when I
first sailed by the coast of Lisbon. From this pyramidical elevation the
view is boundless; you look immediately down upon an immense expanse of
sea.

... A long series of detached clouds of a dazzling whiteness suspended
low over the waves had a magic effect, and in pagan times might have
appeared, without any great stretch of fancy, the cars of marine
divi