["The shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns: There can I sit alone, unseen of any, And to the nightingale's complaining notes Tune my distresses, and record, my woes." _Two Gentlemen of Verona_, act v. sc. 4, lines 2-6.] {191}[dn] _Called social, where all Vice and Hatred are._--[MS.] [do] _Moved with her dream----._--[MS.] [dp] _Strange state of being!--for 't is still to be--_ _And who can know all false what then we see?_--[MS.] {192}[240] [Compare the description of the "spacious cave," in _The Island_, Canto IV. lines 121, _sq., Poetical Works_, 1901, v. 629, note 1.] [dq]---- _methought_.--[MS. Alternative reading.] {195}[241] [The reader will observe a curious mark of propinquity which the poet notices, with respect to the hands of the father and daughter. Lord Byron, we suspect, is indebted for the first hint of this to Ali Pacha, who, by the bye, is the original of Lambro; for, when his lordship was introduced, with his friend Hobhouse, to that agreeable mannered tyrant, the Vizier said that he knew he was the _Megalos Anthropos_ (i.e. the great Man), by the smallness of his ears and hands.--Galt. See Byron's letter to his mother, November 12, 1809, _Letters_, 1898, i. 251.] [dr] _And if_ I _did my duty as_ thou _hast_, _This hour were thine, and thy young minions last_.--[MS.] {196}[ds] _Till further orders should his doom assign_.--[MS.] [dt] _Loving and loved_--.--[MS.] {197}[du] _But thou, sweet fury of the fiery rill,_ _Makest on the liver a still worse attack;_ _Besides, thy price is something dearer still_.--[MS.] [242] ["As squire Sullen says, '\My head aches consumedly,' 'Scrub, bring me a dram!' Drank some Imola wine, and some punch!"--_Extracts from a Diary_, February 25, 1821, _Letters_, 1901, v. 209. For rack or "arrack" punch, see Thackeray's _Vanity Fair, A Novel without a Hero_, chap. vi. ed. 1892, p. 44.] {198}[243] ["At Fas [Fez] the houses of the great and wealthy have, within-side, spacious courts, adorned with sumptuous galleries, fountains, basons of fine marble, and fish-ponds, shaded with orange, lemon, pomegranate, and fig trees, abounding with fruit, and ornamented with roses, hyacinths, jasmine, violets, and orange flowers, emitting a delectable fragrance."--_Account of the Empire of Marocco and Suez_, by James Grey Jackson, 1811, pp. 69, 70.] [dv] _Beauty and Passion were the natural dower_ _Of Haidée's mother, but her climate's force_ _Lay at her heart, though sleeping at the source_. or, _But in her large eye lay deep Passion's force_, _Like to a lion sleeping by a source_. or, _But in her large eye lay deep Passion's force_, _As sleeps a lion by a river's source_.--[MS.] [244] [Compare _Manfred_, act iii. sc. 1, line 128, _Poetical Works_, 1901, iv. 125.]