Thus Lara had inherited his lands,
And with them pining hearts and sluggish hands;
But that long absence from his native clime
Had left him of Oppression's crime,
And now, diverted by his milder sway,[km]
All dread by slow degrees had worn away.
And with them pining hearts and sluggish hands;
But that long absence from his native clime
Had left him of Oppression's crime,
And now, diverted by his milder sway,[km]
All dread by slow degrees had worn away.
Byron
