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Chapters (57)
  1. Manfred
  2. Manfred
  3. INTRODUCTION TO MANFRED
  4. Scene II.—The Mountain of the Jungfrau.—Time, Morning.—Manfred alone upon the cliffs.
  5. Scene IV.—The Hall ofArimanes.—Arimanes on his Throne, a Globe of Fire, surrounded by the Spirits.
  6. Scene IV.—Interior of the Tower.
  7. The Life of Lord Byron by John Galt
  8. AUTHOR’S INTRODUCTION
  9. CHAPTER I
  10. CHAPTER II
  11. CHAPTER III
  12. CHAPTER IV
  13. CHAPTER V
  14. CHAPTER VI
  15. CHAPTER VII
  16. CHAPTER VIII
  17. CHAPTER IX
  18. CHAPTER X
  19. CHAPTER XI
  20. CHAPTER XII
  21. CHAPTER XIII
  22. CHAPTER XIV
  23. CHAPTER XV
  24. CHAPTER XVI
  25. CHAPTER XVII
  26. CHAPTER XVIII
  27. CHAPTER XIX
  28. CHAPTER XX
  29. CHAPTER XXI
  30. CHAPTER XXII
  31. CHAPTER XXIII
  32. CHAPTER XXIV
  33. CHAPTER XXV
  34. CHAPTER XXVI
  35. CHAPTER XXVII
  36. CHAPTER XXVIII
  37. CHAPTER XXIX
  38. CHAPTER XXX
  39. CHAPTER XXXI
  40. CHAPTER XXXII
  41. CHAPTER XXXIII
  42. CHAPTER XXXIV
  43. CHAPTER XXXV
  44. CHAPTER XXXVI
  45. CHAPTER XXXVII
  46. CHAPTER XXXVIII
  47. CHAPTER XXXIX
  48. CHAPTER XL
  49. CHAPTER XLI
  50. CHAPTER XLII
  51. CHAPTER XLIII
  52. CHAPTER XLIV
  53. CHAPTER XLV
  54. CHAPTER XLVI
  55. CHAPTER XLVII
  56. CHAPTER XLVIII
  57. CHAPTER XLIX

Of the inhabitants of Albania—the Arnaouts or Albanese—Lord Byron says they reminded him strongly of the Highlanders of Scotland, whom they undoubtedly resemble in dress, figure, and manner of living.  “The very mountains seemed Caledonian with a kinder climate.  The kilt, though white, the spare active form, their dialect, Celtic in its sound, and their hardy habits, all carried me back to Morven.  No nation are so detested and dreaded by their neighbours as the Albanese; the Greeks hardly regard them as Christians, or the Turks as Moslems, and in fact they are a mixture of both, and sometimes neither.  Their habits are predatory: all are armed, and the red-shawled Arnaouts, the Montenegrins, Chimeriotes, and Gedges, are treacherous; the others differ somewhat in garb, and essentially in character.  As far as my own experience goes, I can speak favourably.  I was attended by two, an infidel and a Mussulman, to Constantinople and every other part of Turkey which came within my observations, and men more faithful in peril and indefatigable in service are nowhere to be found.  The infidel was named Basilius, the Moslem Dervish Tahiri; the former a man of middle age, and the latter about my own.  Basili was strictly charged by Ali Pasha in person to attend us, and Dervish was one of fifty who accompanied us through the forests of Acarnania, to the banks of the Achelous, and onward to Missolonghi.  There I took him into my own service, and never had occasion to repent it until the moment of my departure.

“When in 1810, after my friend, Mr Hobhouse, left me for England, I was seized with a severe fever in the Morea, these men saved my life by frightening away my physician, whose throat they threatened to cut if I was not cured within a given time.  To this consolatory assurance of posthumous retribution, and a resolute refusal of Dr Romanelli’s prescriptions, I attributed my recovery.  I had left my last remaining English servant at Athens; my dragoman was as ill as myself; and my poor Arnaouts nursed me with an attention which would have done honour to civilization.

“They had a variety of adventures, for the Moslem, Dervish, being a remarkably handsome man, was always squabbling with the husbands of Athens; insomuch that four of the principal Turks paid me a visit of remonstrance at the convent, on the subject of his having taken a woman to the bath—whom he had lawfully bought, however—a thing quite contrary to etiquette.