Canto II III
Come, blue-eyed maid of heaven!--but thou, alas,Didst never yet one mortal song inspire--Goddess of Wisdom! here thy temple was,And is, despite of war and wasting fire,And years, that bade thy worship to expire:But worse than steel, and flame, and ages slow,Is the drear sceptre and dominion direOf men who never felt the sacred glowThat thoughts of thee and thine on polished breasts bestow.
Ancient of days! august Athena! where,Where are thy men of might, thy grand in soul?Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were:First in the race that led to Glory's goal,They won, and passed away--is this the whole?A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!The warrior's weapon and the sophist's stoleAre sought in vain, and o'er each mouldering tower,Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade of power.
Son of the morning, rise! approach you here!Come--but molest not yon defenceless urn!Look on this spot--a nation's sepulchre!Abode of gods, whose shrines no longer burn.E'en gods must yield--religions take their turn:'Twas Jove's--'tis Mahomet's; and other creedsWill rise with other years, till man shall learnVainly his incense soars, his victim bleeds;Poor child of Doubt and Death, whose hope is built on reeds.
Words in this poem
- didst
- , the 2d pers. sing. imp. of Do.
- bade
- A form of the pat tense of Bid.
- drear n.
- Sadness; dismalness.
- sceptre n.
- A staff or baton borne by a sovereign, as a ceremonial badge or emblem of authority; a royal mace. [F. sceptre, L. sceptrum, from Gr. shaft. See Shaft, and cf. Scape a stem, shaft.]
- dire a.
- Ill-boding; portentous; as, dire omens. [L. dirus; of uncertain origin.]
- stole n.
- A long, loose garment reaching to the feet. [AS. stole, L. stola, Gr. stall. See Stall.]
- molest v. t.
- To trouble; to disturb; to render uneasy; to interfere with; to vex. [F. molester, L. molestare, fr. molestus troublesome, fr. moles a heavy mass, load, burden. See 3d Mole.]
- sepulchre n.
- The place in which the dead body of a human being is interred, or a place set apart for that purpose; a grave; a tomb. [OE. sepulcre, OF. sepulcre, F. sépulcre, fr. L. sepulcrum, sepulchrum, fr. sepelire to bury.]
- abode n.
- Act of waiting; delay. [OE. abad, abood, fr. abiden to abide. See Abide. For the change of vowel, cf. abode, imp. of abide.]
- shall v. i.
- To owe; to be under obligation for. [OE. shal, schal, imp. sholde, scholde, AS. scal, sceal, I am obliged, imp. scolde, sceolde, inf. sculan; akin to OS. skulan, pres. skal, imp. skolda, D. zullen,]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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Form and metre
Canto II III is 27 lines in 3 stanzas of 9 lines each. Every stanza rhymes ABABBCBCC, the Spenserian stanza. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 89%). 96% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 10.3 syllables. 2 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 18% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.
See other poems in the Spenserian stanza, other poems in iambic pentameter.
Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.
Rhyme words, stanza by stanza
The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.
- 1 ABABBCBCC alasA · inspireB · wasA · fireB · expireB · slowC · direB · glowC · bestowC
- 2 ABABBCBCC whereA · soulB · wereA · goalB · wholeB · hourC · stoleB · towerC · powerC
- 3 ABABBCBCC hereA · urnB · sepulchreA · burnB · turnB · creedsC · learnB · bleedsC · reedsC
Scansion, line by line
Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic pentameter. How this is done.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| Come, blue-eyed maid of heaven!--but thou, alas, | 10 | ·····/··˘/ |
| Didst never yet one mortal song inspire-- | 10 | ·/˘··/˘·˘/ |
| Goddess of Wisdom! here thy temple was, | 10 | /˘·/˘··/˘· |
| And is, despite of war and wasting fire, | 11 | ··˘/···/˘/˘ |
| And years, that bade thy worship to expire: | 10 | ·····/˘·˘/ |
| But worse than steel, and flame, and ages slow, | 10 | ·······/˘· |
| Is the drear sceptre and dominion dire | 10 | ···/˘·˘/˘· |
| Of men who never felt the sacred glow | 10 | ···/˘··/˘· |
| That thoughts of thee and thine on polished breasts bestow. | 12 | ·······/˘·˘/ |
| Ancient of days! august Athena! where, | 10 | /˘··/˘˘/˘· |
| Where are thy men of might, thy grand in soul? | 10 | ·········· |
| Gone--glimmering through the dream of things that were: | 10 | ·/˘······· |
| First in the race that led to Glory's goal, | 10 | ·······/˘· |
| They won, and passed away--is this the whole? | 10 | ····˘/···· |
| A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour! | 11 | ·/···/˘··/˘ |
| The warrior's weapon and the sophist's stole | 10 | ·/˘/˘····· |
| Are sought in vain, and o'er each mouldering tower, | 10 | ·······/˘/ |
| Dim with the mist of years, grey flits the shade of power. | 12 | ···········/ |
| Son of the morning, rise! approach you here! | 10 | ···/˘·˘/·· |
| Come--but molest not yon defenceless urn! | 11 | ··˘/······· |
| Look on this spot--a nation's sepulchre! | 9 | ·····/˘·· |
| Abode of gods, whose shrines no longer burn. | 10 | ˘/·····/˘· |
| E'en gods must yield--religions take their turn: | 10 | ····˘/˘··· |
| 'Twas Jove's--'tis Mahomet's; and other creeds | 10 | ·······/˘· |
| Will rise with other years, till man shall learn | 10 | ···/˘····· |
| Vainly his incense soars, his victim bleeds; | 10 | /˘·˘/··/˘· |
| Poor child of Doubt and Death, whose hope is built on reeds. | 12 | ············ |
Notes from the edition 3
E. H. Coleridge's notes to Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, The Works of Lord Byron, Poetry vol. II (John Murray, 1899; Project Gutenberg #25340). Bracketed passages are the editor's; unbracketed are Byron's own (Cantos I-III) or John Cam Hobhouse's (Canto IV, his 'Historical Notes'). Digit footnotes ('[17]') are informational and numbered continuously through the whole book; end-notes keyed '[n.B.]' (Byron) or '[n.H.]' (Hobhouse) follow each canto and are numbered afresh from 1 there. Both kinds are placed here by matching each note's own quoted words against the site's text, not by the number or stanza the note states, because the site's text (Gutenberg #5131) and this edition (#25340) are different editions with different stanza counts in Canto I. Lettered footnotes ('[h]', '[dn]') are manuscript and edition variant readings and are not harvested, matching the treatment of Don Juan's and byron-works-3's lettered notes.
- Stanza 1, line 4 Part of the Acropolis was destroyed by the explosion of a magazine during the Venetian siege.
[In 1684, when the Venetian Armada threatened Athens, the Turks removed the Temple of Victory, and made use of the materials for the construction of a bastion. In the autumn of 1687, when the city was besieged by the Venetians under Francesco Morosini (1618-1694; Doge of Venice, 1688), "mortars were planted ... near the north-east corner of the rock, which threw their shells at a high angle, with a low charge, into the Acropolis.... On the 25th of September, a Venetian bomb blew up a small powder-magazine in the Propylaea, and on the following evening another fell in the Parthenon, where the Turks had deposited ... a considerable quantity of powder.... A terrific explosion took place; the central columns of the peristyle, the walls of the cella, and the immense architraves and cornices they supported, were scattered around the remains of the temple. The Propylaea had been partly destroyed in 1656 by the explosion of a magazine which was struck by lightning."--Finlay's History of Greece, 1887, i. 185.] - Stanza 1, line 6 We can all feel, or imagine, the regret with which the ruins of cities, once the capitals of empires, are beheld: the reflections suggested by such objects are too trite to require recapitulation. But never did the littleness of man, and the vanity of his very best virtues, of patriotism to exalt, and of valour to defend his country appear more conspicuous than in the record of what Athens was, and the certainty of what she now is. This theatre of contention between mighty factions, of the struggles of orators, the exaltation and deposition of tyrants, the triumph and punishment of generals, is now become a scene of petty intrigue and perpetual disturbance, between the bickering agents of certain British nobility and gentry. "The wild foxes, the owls and serpents in the ruins of Babylon," were surely less degrading than such inhabitants. The Turks have the plea of conquest for their tyranny, and the Greeks have only suffered the fortune of war, incidental to the bravest; but how are the mighty fallen, when two painters contest the privilege of plundering the Parthenon, and triumph in turn, according to the tenor of each succeeding firman! Sylla could but punish, Philip subdue, and Xerxes burn Athens; but it remained for the paltry antiquarian, and his despicable agents, to render her contemptible as himself and his pursuits. The Parthenon, before its destruction, in part, by fire during the Venetian siege, had been a temple, a church, and a mosque. In each point of view it is an object of regard: it changed its worshippers; but still it was a place of worship thrice sacred to devotion: its violation is a triple sacrifice. But--
"Man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Plays such fantastic tricks before high Heaven As make the angels weep." [Shakespeare, Measure for Measure, act ii. sc. 2, lines 117-122.] - Stanza 2, line 7 ["Stole," apart from its restricted use as an ecclesiastical vestment, is used by Spenser and other poets as an equivalent for any long and loosely flowing robe, but is, perhaps inaccurately, applied to the short cloak (tribon), the "habit" of Socrates when he lived, and, after his death, the distinctive dress of the cynics.]
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