He passed bleak Pindus, Acherusia's lake, [17.B.]

And left the primal city of the land,

And onwards did his further journey take[148]

To greet Albania's Chief, whose dread command [18.B.]

Is lawless law; for with a bloody hand

He sways a nation,—turbulent and bold:

Yet here and there some daring mountain-band

Disdain his power, and from their rocky hold

Hurl their defiance far, nor yield, unless to gold. [19.B.]