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CANTO II.] And onward viewed the mount, not yet forgot,

The Lover's refuge, and the Lesbian's grave.

Dark Sappho! could not Verse immortal save

That breast imbued with such immortal fire?

Could she not live who life eternal gave?

If life eternal may await the lyre,

That only Heaven to which Earth's children may aspire.

XL.

'Twas on a Grecian autumn's gentle eve

Childe Harold hailed Leucadia's cape afar;