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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

On the 11th of April Lord Byron embarked at Smyrna, in the Salsette frigate for Constantinople.  The wind was fair during the night, and at half past six next morning, the ship was off the Sygean promontory, the north end of the ancient Lesbos or Mitylene.  Having passed the headland, north of the little town of Baba, she came in sight of Tenedos, where she anchored, and the poet went on shore to view the island.

The port was full of small craft, which in their voyage to the Archipelago had put in to wait for a change of wind, and a crowd of Turks belonging to these vessels were lounging about on the shore.  The town was then in ruins, having been burned to the ground by a Russian squadron in the year 1807.

Next morning, Byron, with a party of officers, left the ship to visit the ruins of Alexandria Troas, and landed at an open port, about six or seven miles to the south of where the Salsette was at anchor.  The spot near to where they disembarked was marked by several large cannon-balls of granite; for the ruins of Alexandria have long supplied the fortresses of the Dardanelles with these gigantic missiles.

They rambled some time through the shaggy woods, with which the country is covered, and the first vestiges of antiquity which attracted their attention were two large granite sarcophagi; a little beyond they found two or three fragments of granite pillars, one of them about twenty-five feet in length, and at least five in diameter.  Near these they saw arches of brick-work, and on the east of them those magnificent remains, to which early travellers have given the name of the palace of Priam, but which are, in fact, the ruins of ancient baths.  An earthquake in the course of the preceding winter had thrown down large portions of them, and the internal divisions of the edifice were, in consequence, choked with huge masses of mural wrecks and marbles.

The visitors entered the interior through a gap, and found themselves in the midst of enormous ruins, enclosed on two sides by walls, raised on arches, and by piles of ponderous fragments.  The fallen blocks were of vast dimensions, and showed that no cement had been used in the construction—an evidence of their great antiquity.  In the midst of this crushed magnificence stood several lofty portals and arches, pedestals of gigantic columns and broken steps and marble cornices, heaped in desolate confusion.