To her desolate shore - where the emigrant stands

For a moment to gaze ere he flies from his hearth;

Tears fall on his chain, though it drops from his hands,

For the dungeon he quits is the place of his birth.

I [The "fury" which sent Byron into this "lawless conscription of rhythmus," was inspired partly by an ungenerous attack on Moore, which appeared in the pages of John Bull, and, partly, by the servility of the Irish, who had welcomed George IV. with an outburst of enthusiastic loyalty, when he entered Dublin in triumph within ten days of the death of Queen Caroline. The pages of the Morning Chronicle (August 8-18, 1821), supplied Byron with "copy" for his lyrical satire.]

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Till the gluttonous despot be stuffed to the gorge!

["The Earl of Fingall, the leading Catholic nobleman, is to be created a Knight of St Patrick." - Morning Chronicle, August 18.]

[There was talk of a testimonial being presented to the King. O'Connell suggested that if possible it should take the form of "a palace, to which not only the rank around him could contribute, but to the erection of which every peasant could from his cottage contribute his humble mite."- Morning Chronicle, August 18.]