Here, while Garumna dances in the gloom
Of larches, mid her naiads, or reclined
Leans on a broom-clad bank to watch the sports
Of some far-distant chamois silken haired,
The chaste Pyrene, drying up her tears,
Finds, with your children, refuge: yonder, Rhine
Lays his imperial sceptre at your feet."


The hope of the purer spirits in the years of revolution, expressed
by Wordsworth's


"War shall cease,
Did ye not hear, that conquest is abjured?"


was in the first design of "Gebir," and in those early years of hope
Landor joined to the vision of the future for the sons of Tamar
that,


"Captivity led captive, war o'erthrown,
They shall o'er Europe, shall o'er earth extend
Empire that seas alone and skies confine,
And glory that shall strike the crystal stars."


Landor was led by the failure of immediate expectation to revise his
poem and omit from the third and the sixth books about one hundred