His love was passion’» essence, as a tree

« On tire by lightntng; with ethereal Haine « Kindlcd he was, and blasled ; for lo be « Thus and enamour’d, were in him the sarne.

« But his wàs not the love of living dame,

« Nor of the dead who rise npon our dreams,

« But of idéal beauty, which became

« In him existence, and o’er flowing teems

« Along his burning page, dislampere’d though it secms. »

( Chilile-Harold , III* chant, st. 78.)

caractère qu’il donne à toutes ses héroïnes; 2° la peinture qu’il fait de l’amour dans les passages où il en parle sérieusement, et en son propre nom.