LVI.

But Juan was my Moscow, and Faliero My Leipsic, and my Mont Saint Jean seems Cain:[586] _La Belle Alliance_ of dunces down at zero, Now that the Lion's fallen, may rise again: But I will fall at least as fell my Hero; Nor reign at all, or as a _monarch_ reign; Or to some lonely isle of gaolers go, With turncoat Southey for my turnkey Lowe.[ky]