Even I—albeit I'm sure I did not know it,
Nor sought of foolscap subjects to be king,—
Was reckoned, a considerable time,
The grand Napoleon of the realms of rhyme.[KX]
LVI.
But Juan was my Moscow, and Faliero
My Leipsic, and my Mont Saint Jean seems Cain:[586]
La Belle Alliance of dunces down at zero,
Now that the Lion's fallen, may rise again:
But I will fall at least as fell my Hero;