[77] [The "Stanzas to Augusta" were written in July, at the Campagne Diodati, near Geneva. "Be careful," he says, "in printing the stanzas beginning, 'Though the day of my Destiny's,' etc., which I think well of as a composition."--Letter to Murray, October 5, 1816, _Letters_, 1899, iii. 371.] [o] _Though the days of my Glory are over,_ _And the Sun of my fame has declined._--[Dillon MS.] [p] ----_had painted._--[MS.] [78] [Compare-- "Dear Nature is the kindest mother still!... To me by day or night she ever smiled." _Childe Harold_, Canto II. stanza xxxvii. lines 1, 7, _Poetical Works_, 1899, ii. 122.] [q] _I will not_----.--[MS. erased.] [r] {55}_As the breasts I reposed in with me._--[MS.] [s] _Though the rock of my young hope is shivered,_ _And its fragments lie sunk in the wave._--[MS. erased.] [t] _There is many a pang to pursue me,_ _And many a peril to stem;_ _They may torture, but shall not subdue me;_ _They may crush, but they shall not contemn._--[MS. erased.] _And I think not of thee but of them._--[MS. erased.] [u] _Though tempted_----.--[MS.] [79] [Compare _Childe Harold,_ Canto III. stanzas liii., lv., _Poetical Works,_ 1899, ii. 247, 248, note 1.] [v] _Though watchful, 'twas but to reclaim me,_ _Nor, silent, to sanction a lie._--[MS.] [80] {56}[Compare-- "Had I but sooner learnt the crowd to shun, I had been better than I now can be." _Epistle to Augusta_, stanza xii. lines 5, 6, _vide post_, p. 61. Compare, too-- "But soon he knew himself the most unfit Of men to herd with Man." _Childe Harold_, Canto III. stanza xii. lines 1, 2, _Poetical Works_, 1899, ii. 223.] [w] _And more than I then could foresee._ _I have met but the fate that hath crost me._--[MS.] [x] _In the wreck of the past_--[MS.] [y] _In the Desert there still are sweet waters,_ _In the wild waste a sheltering tree._--[MS.] [81] [Byron often made use of this illustration. Compare-- "My Peri! ever welcome here! Sweet, as the desert fountain's wave." _The Bride of Abydos_, Canto I. lines 151, 152, _Poetical Works_, 1900, iii. 163.] [82] [For Hobhouse's parody of these stanzas, see _Letters_, 1900, iv. 73,74.]