Where there were mountains there for him were friends.
Where there was Ocean—there he was at home.—[MS.]
Like the Chaldean he could gaze on stars.—[MS.]
——adored the stars.—[MS. erased.]
[gx] That keeps us from that Heaven on which we love to think.—[MS.]
But in Man's dwelling—Harold was a thing
Restless and worn, and cold and wearisome.—[MS.]
[286] [{225}] [In this stanza the mask is thrown aside, and "the real Lord Byron" appears in propriâ personâ.]
[287] [The mound with the Belgian lion was erected by William I. of Holland, in 1823.]
[gz] [{226}] None; but the moral truth tells simpler so.—[MS.]