[AP] I struggle, but can not collect my mind.—[MS.]
As turns the needle trembling to the pole
It ne'er can reach—so turns to you my soul.—[MS.]
[AR] With a neat crow-quill, rather hard, but new.—[MS.]
[85] {73}[Byron had a seal bearing this motto.]
And there are other incidents remaining
Which shall be specified in fitting time,
With good discretion, and in current rhyme.—[MS.]