this storm and stress, Byron's one refuge was in the affection which rises
like a well of purity amid the passions of his turbid life.

In the desert a fountain is springing,
In the wild waste there still is a tree;
And a bird in the solitude singing,
That speaks to my spirit of thee.

The fashionable world was tired of its spoilt child, and he of it. Hunted
out of the country, bankrupt in purse and heart, he left it, never to
return; but he left it to find fresh inspiration by the "rushing of the
arrowy Rhone," and under Italian skies to write the works which have
immortalized his name.


DESCENT OF LADY BYRON AND LADY C. LAMB


Earl Spencer. Sir Ralph Milbanke. Viscount Wentworth
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Henrietta Elizabeth (Lady Melbourne) Sir Ralph + Judith Noel
Frances. | m. Viscount Melbourne. |
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F. Ponsonby | Lord Byron + Anna Isabella.
(Earl of | |
Bessborough). | Augusta Ada.
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Lady Caroline + William Lamb.