'Twas on a Grecian autumn's gentle eve

Childe Harold hailed Leucadia's cape afar;

A spot he longed to see, nor cared to leave:

Oft did he mark the scenes of vanished war,

Actium—Lepanto—fatal Trafalgar; [13.B.]

Mark them unmoved, for he would not delight

(Born beneath some remote inglorious star)[142]

In themes of bloody fray, or gallant fight,

But loathed the bravo's trade, and laughed at martial wight.[ew]