No words suffice the secret soul to show,
For truth denies all eloquence to woe.
The Corsair. Canto iii. Stanza 22.
He left a corsair's name to other times,
Link'd with one virtue and a thousand crimes.[551:1]
The Corsair. Canto iii. Stanza 24.
Lord of himself,—that heritage of woe!
Lara. Canto i. Stanza 2.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;