And track to his covert the captive on shore. 6 I ask not the pleasures that riches supply, My sabre shall win what the feeble must buy; Shall win the young bride with her long flowing hair, 7 I love the fair face of the maid in her youth, Her caresses shall lull me, her music shall sooth; 8 Remember the moment when Previsa fell, The shrieks of the conquer'd, the conquerors' yell; 9 I talk not of mercy, I talk not of fear; He neither must know who would serve the Vizier : 10 Dark Muchtar his son to the Danube is sped, Let the yellow-hair'd* Giaours † view his horse-tail‡ with dread; 11 Selictar! || unsheath then our chief's scimitar: + Infidel. * Yellow is the epithet given to the Russians. Horse-tails are the LXXIII. Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth! Leap from Eurotas' banks, and call thee from the tomb? LXXIV. Spirit of freedom! when on Phyle's brow Thou sat'st with Thrasybulus and his train, Couldst thou forebode the dismal hour which now Dims the green beauties of thine Attic plain? Not thirty tyrants now enforce the chain, But every carle can lord it o'er thy land; Nor rise thy sons, but idly rail in vain, Trembling beneath the scourge of Turkish hand, From birth till death enslaved; in word, in deed unmann'd. LXXV. In all save form alone, how changed! and who LXXVI. Hereditary bondsmen! know ye not Who would be free themselves must strike the blow? Greece! change thy lords, thy state is still the same; Thy glorious day is o'er, but not thine years of shame. LXXVII. The city won for Allah from the Giaour, The Giaour from Othman's race again may wrest: Receive the fiery Frank, her former guest; The prophet's tomb of all its pious spoil, But slave succeed to slave through years of endless toil. LXXVIII. Yet mark their mirth-ere lenten days begin, mul! once the empress of their reign? Though turbans now pollute Sophia's shrine, And Greece her very altars eyes in vain : (Alas! her woes will still pervade my strain!) Gay were her minstrels once, for free her throng, All felt the common joy they now must feign, Nor oft I've seen such sight, nor heard such song, |