On thy sweet brow is sorrow. BYRON. WHY mourns the dark-haired daughter of the Isles ?— Thou should'st be joyous,-and the sunny clime Alas, the mourner!-Greece was, then, a bride, That gird thee round-have language in their waves, When the mad Persian flung his chains upon the sea!"* * The superstitious Greeks, as well as the Persians, attributed the misfortunes of Xerxes to the sacrilege committed by him. in having VI. Thy very sighs, that fetters cannot bind, And thou, sweet lady of the monrning isles! A widow and an orphan,-and the fate Of thy wronged land, perchance there mingles one, Thine and thy country's portion is to mourn ; Oh! much is lost that never can return, And fancy paints not Greece-without her funeral Urn! ordered that the sea should receive 300 lashes, and have chains thrown into it, as a punishment for destroying the madman's bridge of boats. |