Lord Byron – Childe Harold Canto 3 part 9
Childe Harold crosses the Alps and arrives in”Italia! too, Italia! looking on thee, full flashes on the soul the light of ages,…”. He feels “We are not what we have been, and to deem we are not what we should be,…”. He admits “I have not loved the world, not the world loved me:…”, but he trusts “That goodness is no name, and happiness no dream.”.
The poet Byron cannot refrain from thinking of “My daughter! with thy name this song begun- My daughter! with thy name thus much shall end-…” .Sadly he hopes “I know that thou wilt love me, though my name should be shut from thee,…”. In concluding the canto he sends best wishes to her “O’er the sea, and from the mountains where I now respire, fain would I waft such a blessing upon thee, as, with a sigh, I deem thou might’st have been to me!”
