BY LORD BYRON.

He who ascends to mountain tops shall find

The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow; He, who surpasses or subdues mankind,

Must look down on the hate of those below. Though high above the sun of glory glow,

And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow

Contending tempests on his naked head; And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.