he will join the Klephtes" (robbers), which was true to the letter. If not cut off, they come down in the winter, and pass it unmolested in some town, where they are often as well known as their exploits. [118] {135} [_Vide ante_, p. 90, line 89, note 2, "In death from a stab the countenance preserves its traits of feeling or ferocity."] [ee] _Her power to soothe--her skill to save--_ _And doubly darken o'er the grave,_--[MS.] [ef] {136} _Of Ladye-love--and dart--and chain--_ _And fire that raged in every vein_.--[MS.] [eg] _Even now alone, yet undismayed,--_ _I know no friend, and ask no aid_.--[MS.] [119] [Lines 1127-1130 were inserted in the Seventh Edition. They recall the first line of Plato's epitaph, Ἀστὴρ πριν μὲν ἔλαμπες ἐνι ζωοῖσιν ἑῷος [A)stê\r prin me\n e)/lampes e)ni zôoi~sin e(ô~|os] which Byron prefixed to his "Epitaph on a Beloved Friend" (_Poetical Works_, 1898, i. 18), and which, long afterwards, Shelley chose as the motto to his _Adonais_.] [eh] {137} _Yes_ \ / _doth spring_ \ } _Love indeed_ { _descend_ } _from heaven:_ _If_ / \ _be born_ / / _immortal_ \ _A spark of that_ { _eternal_ } _fire_ \ _celestial_ / _To human hearts in mercy given,_ _To lift from earth our low desire,_ _A feeling from the Godhead caught,_ / _each_ \ _To wean from self_ { } _sordid thought:_ \ _our_ / _Devotion sends the soul above,_ _But Heaven itself descends to love,_ _Yet marvel not, if they who love_ _This present joy, this future hope_ _Which taught them with all ill to cope,_ _No more with anguish bravely cope_.--[MS.] [120] [The hundred and twenty-six lines which follow, down to "Tell me no more of Fancy's gleam," first appeared in the Fifth Edition. In returning the proof to Murray, Byron writes, August 26, 1813, "The last lines Hodgson likes--it is not often he does--and when he don't, he tells me with great energy, and I fret and alter. I have thrown them in to soften the ferocity of our Infidel, and, for a dying man, have given him a good deal to say for himself."--_Letters,_ 1898, ii. 252.] [ei] {138} _That quenched, I wandered far in night,_ or, _'Tis quenched, and I am lost in night_.--[MS.] [ej] _Must plunge into a dark abyss_.--[MS.] [ek] {139} _And let the light, inconstant fool_ _That sneers his coxcomb ridicule_.--[MS.] [el] _Less than the soft and shallow maid_.--[MS. erased.] [em] _The joy--the madness of my heart_.--[MS.] [en] _To me alike all time and place_-- _Scarce could I gaze on Nature's face_ _For every hue_----.--[MS.] or, _All, all was changed on Nature's face_ _To me alike all time and place_.--[MS. erased.]