He also had been busy seeing sights—

The Parliament and all the other houses;

Had sat beneath the Gallery at nights,

To hear debates whose thunder roused (not rouses)

The World to gaze upon those Northern Lights,

Which flashed as far as where the musk-bull browses;[645]He had also stood at times behind the Throne—

But Grey[646] was not arrived, and Chatham gone.[647]